Step outside one day at a time, and refuse to recoil when I hear that people are putting out their hummingbird feeders again for such birds of blue and green my Corrie shows to me in my sleep.
Category: Bereaved Parents
Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
I could've closed the garden gate,and gone away for good. Let theweeds surface, and the planterscurse us in wondering why wewould. I could've stayed in bedwhen I thought the clouds wouldnever part. But it is my choice torise, and not the sun nor the sky's.That is not to say there won'tcome days when I will… Continue reading Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
Corrie’s Grave Decked Out for Easter
It takes a long time to take down everything, trim grass, and redecorate. My son and I prepared her grave for Easter.
Corrie, I Arranged Your Flowers
If I removed the flowers from behind my ears because I thought that I looked silly, she caught me.
A Spring You Envision, a Corrie Poem
My hopes for you, my daughter, are many like a spring you envision lasting forever.
As Legends Make of Kings: The Iconic Picture of Corrie
We speak of her not as a piece of history, but as the breath you must experience outside when the first daffodils bloom.
A Corrie Poem
Remember when we watched the planes fly out?
Daffodils are Blooming: A Short Corrie Poem
I see you in the flowers, angel.
Growth of An Angel Mom
Then attempt to walk in the shoes of a parent who expects their child's memorial to remain beautiful and for the staff to respect it.
Cemetery Director: A Poem by a Concerned Angel Mom
Cemetery Director, I understand if you're shorthanded these days during COVID, and during a crisis where cars and trucks line up for shots and at food banks. I know we both may not understand the path each of us has walked, but I had hoped you'd hear my concerns. Yes, I understand, Cemetery Director it… Continue reading Cemetery Director: A Poem by a Concerned Angel Mom
Corrie's Season 