Remembering Isaac

I saw this photo from an account I follow on IG and thought it was fitting. It seems as though in recent days I have been confronted with this message of being refined in suffering. On Sunday we were praying over another church friend who is going through her own battle and had surgery yesterday…

In 2017 we got new flooring in our kitchen and our dining room. Before they put the new flooring down we went through and wrote a bunch of bible verses on the floor. We literally stand on God’s Word every day in a sense… A few weeks before Isaac died I took this fun quiz…

Different journey, same God. Ever faithful….always grateful. I am trying to work on a project, something I can’t share now, but if things go well, I can in April. I have been going through some of my old journal entries and came across this one from late September 2017….I was preparing for a surgery that…

The other day I told Dominic that I want to repaint our bedroom. He responded “didn’t you just do that recently?” And he is right. It wasn’t that long ago that I changed things up a bit… I think this is a part of me grasping at something, anything that I can control. I can’t…

Yesterday a woman stopped in the office to see us. She was from another company that we had worked with in the past and knew about what happened with Isaac. She wanted to personally stop and tell us how much she appreciated how open we were with what happened. Apparently in her extended family there…

It has been a long weekend. I guess getting through that 4 week mark was hard for me. This morning the thought of being at church, hearing the worship and seeing people, was overwhelming to me. I just couldn’t do it. Thankfully Dominic understood and took the kids on his own. I don’t feel like…

This was never a website I wanted to create. Writing to process my thoughts and feelings has long been something I have done. I have been blogging since 2008, I started a family blog shortly after a miscarriage I had as a way of processing my grief. That led to years of writing and sharing…

4 weeks ago it was about 9:30pm when Dominic answered a knock on our front door. 4 weeks ago that our lives changed forever. I wrote in my journal today that I know that life goes on but it feels like for me everything is measured by the next hard thing. Waiting for the death…

8,434 days. That is how many days we had with our boy here on earth. Not every day was perfect, I made a lot of mistakes as his mom. And since he was older and had moved out on his own there were many days we didn’t see or hear from him in the last…

Written for my blog in 2012….I encourage you to take some time today and write down some of your story! One of the things that I like most about writing is reading other people’s “story”.  Hearing how God has worked in the lives of others, changing them.  We all have a story to tell.  Even…