I had a dream. That morning replayed exactly. From the knock on the door to hearing Officer Wiggins tell us about The Accident to the other kids coming in to ask what happened.

I am grateful I got a text which woke me up before I had to watch the rest of it.

This is the first time I have had such a vivid dream about that day. The first time I woke up with pain – physical pain in my gut and chest – in a very long time. Almost two years since that happened. I am sitting on my bed. Feeling heaviness. Great heaviness.

Ron asked me the other day if working on the book was helpful or hard. I thought it was helping me. I’m thinking I’ve been spending too much time on it.

I am grateful for healing. I am grateful for the Comforter. I am grateful for friends and family who have loved us well. I am grateful my son knew Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior and Friend.

I know my Redeemer lives.

dreams, Grief


I write about my life, my journey, my family, and my faith. I am wife to one, mom to seven with one in heaven, and grandmother to many. I am also full-time caregiver to my stepmom E who suffers from dementia due to Alzheimer’s. In my spare time I like to read, travel, crochet, bike, and play with our black pug Molly.

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