MATTERS OF THE HEART

Journey of a Grieving Mom

THE DAY WE SAID GOODBYE

”The day begins when our head hits the pillow” - this is a quote Bill picked up and used to say. Its a good one to remind us to be...

Grieving Moms

When life has you in a choke hold its so easy to tap. I don’t feel defeated but just humbly surrendered.

The Season of Joy

“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life.

To Wrestle and to Embrace

Some mornings I wake up and for a moment its just a new day, time to get up and get things done but only for a second. Its different now,...

The First Mothers Day

This past mothers day would not be like all the others. There are some good memories and some, not so much, but all in all it is a day to...

THE HILL

My therapy, where you speak to me The trail is steep and as I climb high I hear an ambulance below Why does it trigger me so? My heart...

RAIN

Dark dreary day Trying to pack but just seem to be moving things out of the way Where do I start? Where do I begin? To pack away his...

FRIDAY LIGHT

FRIDAY, THE DAY AFTER THURSDAY Thursday was the day the shift happened. Thursday started off quiet, all we could do was wait and see....

MEMORIES AND THE ONION

Remnants of Michael’s work. He loved barbecuing. He was here last, this burnt onion says “Mike was here” Trauma then time happened and I...

AS ON WINGS OF EAGLES

May 28, 2017 3:20am 911 is called. The next 24 hrs are a whirlwind. I stayed calm as I knew this was important in getting Michael the...

THE LAST SUPPER

May 27th, 2017 started out pretty normal, in fact the better side of what our new normal was. By this point every morning that I woke...

THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS

How appropriate that the day after Christmas is a Tuesday. You see, on Tuesdays, nice and early the neighbor's awesome gardener arrives...