The Lost Boys
Remembering the two sons who aren’t here with us.
Tag: stillbirth
A Strong Faith
We’re often told that trails can make our faith stronger, but what does that strong faith look like?
Keeping Christ in Christmas
It’s that time of year again. The time when I’m last-minute shopping because “oh my gosh, it’s 9 days until Christmas, how the crap did that happen?” Trying to get things (always the things) ordered in time so they can get under the tree in time with mixed success. It’s the time of baking Christmas cookies […]
Scars Fade
I was examining my arms the other day, and I realized that my scars from this summer have faded. I don’t know quite when it happened, but unless I’m looking really hard, I can’t see them any more. I remember those first days, angry red punctures from needle after needle being pushed into skin, searching for veins […]
The Good That Is
The package arrived in July, maybe August. I don’t remember. The days after our son died were filled with sadness and I didn’t really pay attention to dates other than to mark off one week, two weeks, a month since I delivered a stillborn child.
New Series: Why Are Christians Bad At Grief?
My mom worked in a nursing home almost my entire life. Every few months after school, we would go over to “the home” and help decorate for the upcoming holiday. We would sing and play for the hymn sings. On Mondays we would go help my mom bring residents to the activity center for the […]
7 Ways To Honor Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day #BreakTheSilence
In honor of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day, some thoughts about how to deal with parents who have experience a miscarriage, stillbirth, or infant death.
The Desperate Woman
The man kissed the woman, and she kissed back. She was promised to someone else and so was he, but she wasn’t thinking about the other people right then, not really. She wasn’t thinking about long-term consequences, not really. She knew that with that kiss everything changed, but the full weight of that didn’t matter […]
What I’m Supposed To Feel
I can’t sleep. I’ve been doing all of the things that I know to calm my mind, but it refuses to be at rest. I know what is keeping me awake. In a few hours, I’m heading to visit to the doctor to take steps to ensure that I don’t get pregnant again. And the […]
Sending hell straight to…well, you know
A few weeks ago, Rich and I met with a couple we hadn’t seen in a long time. We spent a little bit of time catching up, and they offered condolences on Elliott’s death. There were hugs and tears as we shared how hard his loss has been on us individually and as a couple. Then […]
knitting soul 