Our seventh Thanksgiving without Andrew.
I miss him.
I still have days when the grief takes my breath away. But those days are rare and far between. The missing is more of a dull ache than searing pain.
His name is mentioned. His siblings remember. His friends remember. We remember.
But even if no one remembered him, his name is written in God’s Book of Life, never to be erased. He will never be in my home again, but he is Home. He is living in the presence of Christ.
Some day I will join Read more [...]
Another year has passed.
I realize I am not the first mother to lose her son. Eve grieved Abel. Mary grieved Jesus. I will not be the last. Many others will walk this road. But knowing these things does not make losing my Andrew easier.
What has made this loss bearable is knowing my son was a great guy pursuing his dreams. He was kind and funny and smart. He will always be missed. And he is loved by God.
Knowing we are loved and lifted up in prayer by our friends even five years later helps us Read more [...]
Springtime! I love seeing all the new growth and new life on our property. Flowers blooming. Trees budding. Animals enjoying sunshine and warmer days. I'm especially loving the birds I see at our feeder and around our pond this spring.
Blue birds. I love seeing blue birds. Except blue jays. They are mean. Ron's grandmother told her boys they were never to use their B.B. guns to shoot bird for fun. Except blue jays. She hated them. They picked on the song birds she loved so much. Her grandsons Read more [...]
You may have noticed I'm posting scripture memes each day. It's Valentines Month. The scriptures I'm using all speak of love - the Father's love for us or how we are to love one another.
Love doesn't always look as I would want; sometimes God's love includes discipline and correction. He loves me enough to change me, to conform me to the image of His Son. The love I receive from family and friends may also include honest correction. I need not only encouragement and affirmation from those who love Read more [...]
Today I finished cleaning out my closet and went through my drawers. I threw out old undergarments and socks. I also found a stash of new socks I bought on sale years ago and a pajama set I've never worn; they are going to the charity thrift store along with some shirts and pants I no longer wear.
Today as I cleaned out my dresser, I continue to be grateful. And as I do every month, I made a list of twelve things I am grateful for.
For the past thirty months I have written the monthly feature Read more [...]
On our mantle are many stockings. Each stocking has a name embroidered on it. One each for Ron and me. One for each of our children and grandchildren. One for our son-in-law and one for our soon to be daughter-in-law. One for my brother and Gretchen who lived with us for a short while.
I hang each stocking every year, even for those who are absent this year...or forever.
I am grateful for these people, my family: Robert, Gretchen, Ron, Mark, Meredith, Lyz, David, Taryn, Adam, Andrew, Peter, Margaret, Read more [...]