Life is.

August 3rd last year was the Friday before a long weekend. From nearly every corner of this continent my friends and family gathered to grieve with me and support me. Texas, Carolina, Saskatchewan, Alberta, Kelowna + Kamloops… Friends left behind families of 5 on a long weekend, or canceled and rearranged flight plans just to…

Third Day

I haven’t written much since Christmas. The winter, as I anticipated, was harsh. I felt alone, and confused, the nights are long and my patience short. Although fresh fronds, shoots and buds have awoken as the rest of this hemisphere ushers in spring, I find I am still braving the cold. Springtime song-birds sing their…

Evidence of Eden

Shortly after Eden passed, and I was starting to merge my way back into the real world, I recall wishing for some kind of visual indication that I was in mourning. Historically, bereaved men and women would wear a black arm band to signify their recent loss. I think this is brilliant. Whether you like…

Ruin & Restoration

I don’t think the term mixed emotions suits the situation. Conflicting emotions. Combating emotions. Anytime I feel like I have a solid foundation on the matter, the soil begins to sink and I am once again left treading water. Regardless of any conflicting emotion, Nathan and I are joyful and thankful as we announce the…

The Brokenhearted Territory

At some point in our lives we will all experience heart break or loss. Though our losses are different, we are able to recognize them in each other. We may speak from different landscapes of the shattered heart, but we can still aim to bless each other from that shared territory. The brokenhearted territory. How…

Our Love Story

I wrote a book for our daughter Aspen, when she was first born. I even got it printed for her. I wanted a little story for her to read one day about how her mommy and daddy met, fell in love, and started a little family. Enjoy. Mommy and Daddy fell in Love with the…

Timshel

Heavenly greeting Only five months ago, on the night of July 28th I went to bed a proud mother of 3. The next morning, I woke up to an impossible reality. I suddenly had more babies in heaven than I do on Earth. Before Aspen was born, I had two miscarriages. It always annoyed me…

The Valley of the Shadow of Death

Sometimes I will be talking to Nate, and he will say, “that’s a good thought, write that down!!” Content for this blog often comes from conversations Nathan and I have. People close to us ask how we are doing in all of this. Statistics for divorce in marriages that face the loss of a child…