Never Say These 2 Things to a Grieving Mom

A few months after my son Bobby died, I had lunch with a few friends. I still wasn’t up to socializing, but I agreed to go anyway. One of the women said something that made me want to jump across the table and grab her by the throat. I know she meant her words asContinue reading “Never Say These 2 Things to a Grieving Mom”

Grace Defined

The dictionary defines grace as ‘favor or good will.’ A ‘manifestation of favor, especially by a superior.’ When I think about the death of my son, and how it changed my entire world, I wonder at God’s grace. As His child, I have His favor and good will, as described by dictionary.com. In Jerry Sittser’sContinue reading “Grace Defined”

My baby is cuter than yours

Nothing prepares a mother for her child’s passing. A mother carries the baby inside her for nine months. He’s part of her. He shares her food, her air. He feels his mother’s emotions, hears her voice. They’re connected by something greater than the slim tether of umbilical cord. Love at first sight becomes more thanContinue reading “My baby is cuter than yours”

Unfinished Business

Have you ever taken on a project that started out being fun, but began to drag on and on? Somewhere in the middle you got bogged down, either because it was harder than you expected, or other commitments made you want to just get it done. That’s how my Bobby scrapbook is. I started itContinue reading “Unfinished Business”

“Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep”

I shared with someone at our grief support group that there will come a day when her son’s death was not the last thing she thought of at night and the first thing she thought of in the morning. She asked me, “When? When will that happen.” I answered, “I don’t know.” Although I don’tContinue reading ““Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep””