Dear family and friends, We face this day with the realization that our boy has been gone a year – a whole year.  It absolutely blows our minds that today marks the first anniversary since we ushered Judson into the arms of Jesus.  An entire year has passed?!!?!  How is that possible? It feels as

Dear Judson, It’s been a year since you left us and I miss you terribly.  Every father hopes for a son like you: bright and thoughtful, loving and kind.  I love so much about you in part because I see a kindred spirit in you—your smile, your kind way of dealing with people, your sense

My dear sweet Judson, How can it be that you have been gone a whole year?!!?  How can it be that the world has continued without you?!??!  It feels like everything should have stopped when your heart stopped.  But it didn’t.  The world carries on as if nothing happened, when, in fact, it lost the

We were sent a poem yesterday called “Awkward Silence” by Richard Dew* that states: That he be forgotten is what I fear, That no one will ever his presence miss, As if there were no trace he was here. By referring to him, my purpose is, Not to stir pity or keep things the same.

One of my favorite songs in high school was a ballad written in 1989 by a Christian rock band called Whiteheart (admittedly, I was a die-hard Christian rocker back in the day -a bit oxymoronic, huh?).  It has always been a song that seems to speak directly to my soul with strength, power, and hope,

Upon laying down to nap or sleep, especially this week, the stillness leads my mind to settle on Judson’s last days. Today marks one year since we noticed signs of impending death in our beloved boy.  Everything we feared was coming to fruition right before our eyes—our nightmare was climaxing with the most dreaded reality. 

Two years ago, on Halloween, Drake and I spent the evening with a little “Sweet Pea” and a “Car Mechanic”.  We went to an event at the fairgrounds where Jud had the chance to sit in a huge Army Jeep, see a Fire Engine, enjoy a small petting zoo, and partake in a few carnival

We have made a conscious effort not to allow our grief to keep Jessie from experiences.  And today, Halloween, was no exception.  Our little “ladybug” got all decked out in her ladybug costume** and had many adventures!  Even though Halloween is a very difficult memory with Jud, we are making new memories with our Jessie