Miscarriages, Heartbeats and Candy


JWired only I came across a picture the other day that broke me slightly.  It brought forth a sense of anger in a slight little way.  It was a picture of a young boy fighting cancer.  I would meet eyes with him on the screen of my cell phone.  I would feel feelings through the glass as though he were laying within hurt on a bed in my very home.  Pain felt through an undeveloped heart breaks me.  I know there are many things in this world that do not make sense.  I know that there are many things in this world that aren’t right.  It scares me to the very core to think of anything happening to my daughter.  I don’t know what I’d do if I had to watch her exist inside the realm of pain.  If this has ever been your situation I would like to thank you for being stronger in this world than I might ever be.  I want to tell you how you are my hero in some sort of way.  This picture of this young boy put life and its value into immediate perspective.  I would soon after seeing his image find my little girl and hug her in a way we should so much more often. Continue reading


Suffering a Loss is Never Easy


JWifey only I have a lot of people in my life that are really important to me.  My husband, my children, my dad, my grandkids, my family, my friends…but one of the most important ones is gone.  This may not seem like a likely “first blog post” to talk about death, but I’m actually talking about love and life.  This happened almost 18 years ago, but as I sit here and write this, the tears stream down my face just thinking about my mom and it still feels like it happened last week.  Continue reading

Words Have the Power

JWired only I often wonder why I spend so much time writing these thoughts down. I sometimes wonder if they ever reach the destinations I intend them to. There was a time I wrote because it was personal and it freed the feelings I couldn’t get out of my mind. I knew that the thoughts made the emotions and the escape from what I felt began in my head. I would write these words together hoping to set them free, and in time others would soon tell me that they too had the same feelings. Essentially I found that we’re not all that different despite what we might think inside our own minds.

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