At Judson’s Park Remembering Together Monday was a sacred day.  It wasn’t a holiday.  It wasn’t a birthday.  It wasn’t a day of festivity.  In fact, for most people it probably wasn’t a day of much consequence at all.  But for us, for our family, for those who knew and cared for our dear son,

“This is my life.” I’ve found this phrase floating through my mind a great deal recently.  With every twinge of pain I’ve been hearing the words, This is my life. Sadly, it is not a statement of enthusiasm.  But the words are good for me nonetheless. Seeing as Judson died four years ago this Monday

A friend recently sent me a note about her neighbor who is dying of cancer and has been given only a few months to live.  And understandably, my friend was feeling ill-equipped, struggling to know how to best support her. I expressed to her how I still feel feeble in my ability to walk through

The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He guides me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.  —Psalm 23:1-3 It is amazing to me how many times I have been commissioned to speak on a specific

When we first started down the path of incorporating Judson’s Legacy as a 501 (c)(3) non-profit organization, which was well over a year ago, I was enthusiastic about the potential but also hesitant and reserved about the idea, moving forward with reluctance; I felt out of my element, with very limited knowledge or expertise. This

It was the dead of night and I was jarred awake by sudden screams from my Jessie-Girl.  I jumped out of bed, startled and concerned, and ran to my lady’s bedside. “I love Juddy so much!” she cried, “But I don’t want to die.  I don’t want to die!   I want to live forever.” The

Throughout the ages, humanity has faced uncertainty—unpredictability in life that can cause anxiety and despair.  Our futures are unknown and our paths unsure. Yet, it seems we are especially facing great uncertainty in the current economic, political, and environmental climate of the developed world.  Not only do we have the instabilities that come with our

I have a sweet friend, Jen, whom I met through the Costa Mesa MOMS Club when Jud was about 18 months old and I was pregnant with Jess.  Jen is incredibly thoughtful, sensitive, generous and kind; I have written about her before on my blog.  She has proven to be a gift in my life time and