Tick tock There's a new app on my phone that tells me when something newsworthy is happening. It's a swooshing sound and I imagine I'm not the only one who's tempted to check what the latest is happening. Tick tock. What's the latest happening with you? I'm looking forward to a weekend with [...]
He is our hope. You go on and live until you feel alive again. Call the MidWife, a television series about midwives helping women in east London, an area of poverty near the Thames River. We've been watching the series for several years. Nonnatis House is where several Church of England nuns and other [...]
Stunning news. It was six years ago I received stunning news. Just five weeks before our wedding, my fiancé called--not-face-to-face--mind you, and told me the wedding was off. I needed to be alone and think. I was shocked to my core. I took off that Easter weekend, not wishing to hang around and pretend things [...]
Old hymns with a new twist on the melody and rhythm. We've been on a road trip. I found I love road trips--probably a throw-back from my childhood. A road trip for me is a time to think, look out at the scenery, and listen to music. "Let's listen to this one," I said, [...]
Church of the Nativity, Bethlehem We went to a Festival of Lights last evening. The lights were beautifully placed on every tree and bush in the beautiful area called The Grotto. Once a rock quarry, a priest saw the potential in the wild and woodsy spot, found a way to purchase the land, [...]
I love Christmas carols. Not the "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" type of carol, but the ones often written many years ago. I enjoy reading the story behind a song and this one caught my attention. Written by the famous American poet, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, during the Civil War in our country, Longfellow was a [...]
Getting back into the workout routine wasn't as difficult as I thought... My muscles are a little sore today. On a long road trip for more than eight weeks, there's little time to work out in the gym--or even take one of our brisk early morning three mile walks. There's a lot of sitting when [...]
After I read that, sleep was impossible. I lay there, so heartbroken along with my son.
I recalled something I'd learned in my grief class about loss—and memories. They told us our profound loss would one day become precious memories.
Moving forward in life and even in my grieving process has its highs and lows.
