November 4, 2007 November 7th will always be a very dark day for our family.  Though Judson was set free from his affliction two years ago on the 7th, my heart recalls his suffering, the manner in which his life was ripped from us, the relinquishment of hope for his healing, the utter brokenness over

Dear family and friends… Many who read these updates were journeying and praying for our family during Judson’s illness, crying out to God with us for healing.  God did not heal our son.  But in the process, he is giving us a ministry of comfort to those who suffer. This update is to ask you

I was hit with the sobering reality that my life with my boy, here on earth, other than memories, has now been completely reduced to the realm of hypothetical.  Enough time has passed to know that Judson’s appearance, thoughts, desires, and pleasures would have changed and developed significantly in these two years and I am

We had the sweetest little pixie fairy grace our lives today. Spreading pixie dust. This face reminds me of her brother. Who knew that pixie fairy dresses had such a great twirl-factor?!?? Trick-or-treating is always better with cousins!! Someone there? Even pixie fairies have to take time out when nature calls. On a day full

It was around the age of one when we decided to wean Judson from his pacifier by poking holes in the end.  In an effort to provide a substitute item of comfort, I went to the fabric store and selected a nice, masculine-looking fleece and proceeded to lovingly make multiple blankets for Jud by cutting

I never imagined such an innocuous utterance could become such an intense trigger for sorrow. I have recently discovered that the word “together” is eliciting extreme emotion in my heart, especially when heard in the context of family.  With the forthcoming holidays, people speak a great deal about being together with family.  The concept settles

I expect every parent has a sense of awe and wonder when they watch their child maneuver through life.  From the day both Jud and Jessie were born I have been amazed by the miracle of life, the development of character and strength in these little ones, and the gift of parenting. But yesterday, as

My hubby, with foresight and wisdom, planned for the two of us to get away to the mountains this weekend and stay in his friend’s cabin.  I have been able to breathe the crisp mountain air, enjoy a view of the valley below, hear the birds chirp in the evergreens, and sit in the sun