On my 33rd birthday, after an ECHO scan of baby boy and a lunch of pho and bubble tea, Sam and I took a walk around our old campus at the University of Illinois. We love visiting and reminiscing on some of our favorite years (most of which we didn’t spend together, since we started … Continue reading The Duty of Delight
After Winnie died, I wanted flowers painted everywhere. I made hundreds of ornaments with her tiny photo surrounded by wildflowers. I hung up artwork with flowers, and I started painting flowers on a huge embroidery hoop stretched with burlap. And then one day I didn’t want to create flowers. I hung the painting—incomplete—and it remained … Continue reading waiting for painted flowers
We’re grateful for the children God has given us to love. Our first baby would be five, Clive would be four, Winnie would be three, and Corrie is two. For being a household with just one crazy 2 year old running around, we carry the unseen fullness of more. Sometimes our hearts feel spent with … Continue reading another baby George!
The legislation in NY allowing for full-term abortions has caused a variety of reactions: disgust, anger, indignation, judgement, sadness, silence, even validation. Many people have reacted with a simple and heartfelt response: “adoption is the answer.” While I agree it is part of the answer, I believe it is an extremely over-simplified response to this … Continue reading Adoption is an Over-Simplified Answer to Abortion
My baby has another mama. Her first mama, her birth mama. Her grew-her and knew-her mama. I think of this mama often, especially when I pass the hospital where her heart broke, and my heart broke open, and a baby girl was born. We’re not so different, her and I. We were little girls once, … Continue reading my baby has another mama
A couple years ago, I was matched with a mama who knew my pain. We sent one another gifts and I've been so blessed to follow along on her journey on social media since. She is a treasure! I'd love to connect Grieving Mamas during the holidays this year. Wouldn't it be sweet to … Continue reading Grieving Mamas Gift Exchange
I’m writing a book. Whew. It takes a whole lot of courage to admit that I’m working on this project. Maybe I’m scared of it not happening? Or maybe I’m overwhelmed by enthusiasm? Maybe I still think it’s silly and trivial? I’m about halfway done with the first draft and 120-something pages in, so I … Continue reading a book!