Eight Minutes

At the end of July I came down with a cold. On Sunday, July 31, our hospital and a local funeral home held a Memorial Service, as part of their program, In God’s Arms, for all the babies who died this past spring. That wasn’t easy. It’s so hard to process this in the middle … Continue reading Eight Minutes

Powerless

Hello, hello! I’m alive. Barely feels like it some days, but I am in fact still living. I need to figure out where I left off. These next few posts are going to be messy because, well, I’m feeling very messy. First of all, thank you to everyone for your amazing generous support to our … Continue reading Powerless