Dear family and friends, Today marks two months since Judson died. Every thought is still consumed with the loss of our sweet little man, but we are slowly starting to re-emerge, and once again join “normal” day-to-day activities in our sphere of influence, though it continues to be a slow and hard process. The world

Drake asked me yesterday, “Do you think the worst is behind us or before us?” Initially I answered his question stating that I thought the worst is still in front of us.  But as I thought more about his question, I realized that whether or not we are in the deepest stage of our grief,

This morning I was throwing away some balloon creations that our friend had made for Jud on his birthday.  They adorned our home for over a week, and as I placed their deflated forms in the trash, I thought about how much Jud would have enjoyed them. I imagined my little man declaring, “That’s so

A lifetime feels like an extremely long time to wait to see Judson again, yet in his absence, I want my heart to grow fonder. Death brings separation, and separation can weaken a bond as memories become more and more distant, while other things begin to fill those painful places in a broken soul.  But

Drake and I concluded the year 2007 with a trip to Judson’s grave site yesterday-just the two of us.  It was the first time we have visited together without anyone else. We held each other.  Drake was sobbing.  I was wailing.  We were also praying and crying out to God in raw emotion. Drake is

I have been in various group settings over the last couple weeks.  Interestingly, I have found that some interactions sit okay with me, and others do not.  It has caused me to reflect on what might be the dynamics that trigger my various emotions. When my life is filled with such deep pain, it is

In just a few minutes we usher out the year 2007, and embrace the new year, 2008. Similarly, 365 days ago, I was ushering out the old year and embracing the new, 2007, with wonder and expectation. Here is my year in review: January: smiles, laughter, and adventures with my hubby and two precious kiddosFebruary:

I have long been a control freak. I remember about 8 years ago, one of my student staffs at Biola was doing impressions of people; they were mocking one another…in love.  Much to my chagrin, the mockery turned to me.  I vividly recall when Kari, one of the six women on staff, began to impersonate