I choose to share the raw reality of the sorrow of loss through the filter of hope in Jesus Christ.
I am a writer, an educator, a mom, a wife, and a coffee fiend. My two daughters and my son on earth teach me daily what grace is (for them and for myself). Though it has not been the story I would’ve chosen, much of my writing is my reflections on being a mom of babies in heaven. Avery Rose went to heaven on January 19, 2016 at 9 weeks gestation. Everett James went to heaven on August 8, 2016 at 6 weeks gestation. Elliot William shined in our lives during 30 weeks of a nightmarish pregnancy. He was born on May 29, 2017, and died on June 3, 2017. Only heaven will heal this wounded mama’s heart. I also write candidly about the struggles with faith these losses have brought me. I believe the wrestling with God is necessary and healthy as my belief system is redefined and my relationship with Him is refined.
If you are reading, it is my hope that you will be moved to listen to others with deep compassion, and share your own stories of life, love, and loss with deep conviction. We are all pilgrims in a broken world; I hope we walk together as we journey to the land “where no storms come.” See below:
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
I HAVE desired to go
Where springs not fail,
To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail
And a few lilies blow.
And I have asked to be
Where no storms come,
Where the green swell is in the havens dumb,
And out of the swing of the sea.