grief

25 years since…

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It's hard to believe it's been 25 years since I've seen your smile. 25 years since your truck rumbled up our street signaling you were home. 25 years since I told you I loved you. 25 years since my innocence about the world was shattered. Now, 25 years later, I look at my eleven-year-old daughter, … Continue reading 25 years since…

God didn’t give me the miracle…

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God didn't give me the miracle I prayed for, but He gave me multiple hands that prepared dozens of warm meals for my family. God didn't give me the miracle I prayed for, but He gave me a hot shower and comfy bed for my grief worn body to lie in. God didn't give me … Continue reading God didn’t give me the miracle…

I have a podcast episode!

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open.spotify.com/show/3wjEPYht9yicpBhrr184aN I was a guest on this podcast. If you'd like to hear more about my story of losing my brother and a tiny bit about losing my son, have a listen. I hope it inspires something in you today. I love talking about John and Joshua because they inspire me to live better every … Continue reading I have a podcast episode!

The Impossible Question

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I call it the impossible question to answer. Can you guess what it is? I'm sure many of you have been in my same position, but maybe your circumstances look a little different. Maybe you have a chronic illness or take care of your child with special needs. Maybe you struggle with depression or anxiety … Continue reading The Impossible Question

The Library

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Throughout the years I've often wondered what John was thinking or feeling that day in the library. At Leawood Elementary School they told my parents that most of the killing was done in the library.My mom knew that John went to the library to work on his homework during lunch because he had an after … Continue reading The Library

The funeral.

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  We had a memorial service for John at Foothills Bible Church. I think John's was one of the first funerals out of all of those killed. We drove in a limo to the service. It would have been cool, if we weren't going to my brother's funeral. As we exited the limo, there were … Continue reading The funeral.