Judson's Legacy

Heartache and Hope

Beyond Comprehension

“It’s too much, God! It’s just too much! Why would you allow so much suffering to ravage one family?!” These guttural cries arose from my little brown couch in my living room last night.

But this pain has nothing to do with me…other than trying to understand…

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Five Long Years of Waiting

Five Long Years of Waiting

Five long years. For more than five long years, I consistently prayed for God to intervene in a personal situation, unrelated to Judson, which impacted my daily life in some difficult ways. I felt the strains and stresses of the situation and begged God to alter the circumstances. This plight even arose on the heels

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A Decade’s Reflection

A Decade's Reflection

Today is my last day living in my 30’s. Tomorrow is my big 4-0! This milestone has left me reflecting a great deal on the last ten years of my life. When I was turning 30, Drake and I had been married 8 years. We didn’t have children (and didn’t even think we could have

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Broken Forever

Broken Forever

“Sometimes I feel like something in me broke forever when my son died,” shares a mom who lost her son 36 years ago. “I understand. Me too,” affirms another. “Me too.” “Me too.” “Me too.” “My son has been gone 2.5 years. I can’t believe that I will spend the rest of my life without

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Again

Again

My Dear Buddy Boo, Here it is your birthday…again. And you’re not here…again. The truth is, I feel a little weary of celebrating your birthday without you. All the excitement and energy a young child has in the events marking another year of life, all the marveling parent’s do over the growth that has occurred

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Missing Us

Missing Us

Dear Judson, I miss us. I miss you. I miss the sound of your voice. I miss the look in your eyes when you would smile at me. I miss the scent and feel of your hair when I would hold you close. And I miss countless other things about you–looks, expressions, the things you

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Six Years Without Jud

Dear Judson, Life without you is now my familiar (just the idea of that is so crushing) and yet everything about living without you feels foreign, something to which I cannot become accustomed. When you died six years ago the world didn’t notice.  Everything kept moving as if nothing had happened. You weren’t a famous

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Freckles

I was gazing at your sister, Marveling at the recent explosion Of sun-kissed spots on her nose. Some tiny. Some full. Soft brown drops of pigment Sprinkled across her lightly-tanned face, Adding subtle character. So delicate. So real. The story of her life Unfolding in a distinct pattern On the canvas of her skin. So

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