I just received an email from a friend, Donna. She sent me Superchick’s “We Live” (MP3) song – this is such a great song! The part that is most impactful is: The weather in life outside is stormingBut what would it take for the clouds to breakFor us to realize each day is a gift [...]
I just read this great story :: Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the daughter’s departure had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, “I love you and I wish you enough.” The daughter replied, “Mom, our life together [...]
This morning, in the process of moving my office, I found a copy of the letter I wrote to the CEO of Sun Recycling on December 28, 2006. Sun Recycling is where Baby Grace’s body was found in the dumpster back in November. See on Dec 21st, Sun Recycling provided a funeral service to honor [...]
There has been this story in the newspapers that is still gnawing at me. On Nov 20, a baby girl, named Baby Grace by investigators, was found in a construction dumpster – umbilical cord still attached. The first thing I thought was “how can anyone just dump a baby like a pile of trash?” But [...]
Every morning Imagine every morning waking up and feeling;“I don’t want to live another day without mychild in my life.” Feeling that, on the side of the highwayis where my child left this world.Alone and hurt, you left this lifeTo live anew -free of pain and sorrow. But waking up, I see your empty bed.Everybody [...]
If you believe as I do … no one truly dies until there’s no one left to remember them. …then you can understand why somebody would put up a roadside memorial marker for a loved one. This came up because I was reading the Wichita Eagle blog and there were a lot of comments by [...]
Mike’s death left me with some unfinished business. I needed to communicate to MB that Mike did not die alone. Even though his blood family was not at his funeral, his new family – his soul family – was there to be with him. So I emailed her a piece of the short story I [...]
