I’m Sorry, But I will Not Call Them

Friends, In the past month I’ve had four people reach out to ask me to call the mother of a young person who died. They were asking me to minister to their grieving friend whom I’ve never met. I’m sorry your friend lost their child. I’m sorry they are grieving. I really am. But, no,…

Grief Brain

Grief Brain. It’s real. Here’s my story. About ten months after The Accident, Ron and I were traveling and scheduled a night in Hot Springs. We planned to go to the While We’re Waiting Support Group Meeting. We live six hours away in Texas. This was Ron’s first time. I’d driven over for a prior…

Surviving Sorrow

In the past twenty-four hours I’ve received calls from two friends who wanted to talk about how to love a grieving mom. One has a friend who lost her unborn baby last week. The other is loving a mom who’s son took his own life over the weekend. It’s not unusual for us who’ve experienced…

Grateful for Grief

I wrote this to a friend earlier today. He was my son’s friend. He is now my friend. And he’s grieving the loss of yet another friend. I thought I’d share it with you. Are you grateful for the grief and trials in your life? If so, why? Please share in the comments.

Dancing

A few months after The Accident that took my twenty-year-old son’s life, I had a series of dreams. In the first one Andrew was dancing before the Throne. (He was a professional dancer when he died.) There was a bright spotlight on him. My view was a closeup of him dancing though I could tell…

Another Year Has Passed

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…

Five Years

I’m in Denver for a few weeks with a loved one. She needs my help right now. She’s been ill and is in a rehab hospital. I’ve been here four of the last six weeks. I’ll be here for weeks at a time the next few months. I am here by myself. This is going…