Posts with the ‘hope’ tag
For at least two years my favorite Christmas song was “All I Want For Christmas is My Two Front Teeth.” I remember sitting on my grandfather’s lap watching the multi-colored lights and tinsel on our Christmas tree and singing the song while waiting for my big girl two front teeth to finally grow in. You […]
One Grey November Day “Oh, look, I found this beautiful flower just for you.” Small steps halted as she bent down to cradle the brown leaf resting on the sidewalk and extend her gift to me. “This is the most beautiful flower, isn’t it?” “It is, indeed. Thank you for your sweet gift.” Her 5-year-old […]
The holiday season brings fellowship and hope to the world but the next few weeks also usher in a deeper level of sadness and despair for people living with grief and loss. For many… A simple trip to the grocery store provokes unexpected, choking tears while standing in front of store shelves and mindlessly looking […]
You Are Not Alone These are life-giving words for women and men in the often silent pain of miscarriage, stillbirth, and infant loss. (I would like to include adult child loss today as well.) I’ve had the privilege of hearing many of your stories and sharing mine in the hopes of encouraging each other to […]
My mom loves butterflies. She buys flowers and herbs to attract them—dill, rue, and butterfly weed have annual planting appointments in her patio pots and flowerbeds. During the warm days of spring and summer she watches closely for a variety of butterflies to lay their eggs and monitors where the tiny specks appear. Then begins […]
Hot summer days remind me of joyful times in childhood with the neighborhood kids. Playing tag, running around, climbing trees, riding bicycles. Especially riding bikes. Sneakers pedaling as fast as small feet allow, wind blowing through our hair, singing silly songs as we ride down alleys and streets, exploring the space where we live. Freedom. […]
Have you ever wondered what you can give someone who has suffered a miscarriage, stillbirth, or child loss? The most treasured gifts are often the smallest. The Gift The first angel came from my sister as a sweet token of remembrance after a doctor’s appointment. The news I had received was bleak – the tiny […]
The small sign conveyed holiday cheer with block red letters on a small foam core square – similar to those Christmas Light ad signs I’ve seen around town since October. As I waited for the light to turn green, I looked around the intersection, scanned the sign, moved on visually, then did a double take. […]