Category: Family

Family, Grief, Loss, Poetry, Writing

A Poem: Angels Not for Our Keeping

Corrie's Mom

i used to wonder why, but as the gold spreads through the leaves of the dogwood tree your father and my father and a farmer down the road rescued after the tornado, i gave up questioning why ... at least as often as I once cursed the sky for no other reason than i had… Continue reading A Poem: Angels Not for Our Keeping

Bereaved Parents, Family, Grief, Poetry, Writing

Princess at the top of the Stairs

Corrie's Mom

A princess waits at the top of the stairs awaiting Her hand.

Child loss, children, Death, Family, Grief, Life, Loss, Photography

My Son’s Middle School Season

Corrie's Mom

Seasons are not only those times of year when red, orange, and brown colors tinge leaves on the trees, but the changes we face for which we are never prepared.

Bereaved Parents, Family, Grief, marriage, Poetry, Writing

Just One More Day

Corrie's Mom

I held your hand after our daughter died ...

Bereaved Parents, Child loss, Family, Photography, Photos, Poetry, Writing

We Must Awake: a Poem

Corrie's Mom

John Lennon’s Imagine comes on the radio, and I turn it off because there is nothing more I want to imagine than a world where we’re together with our little girl. You say to me, “We don’t need the music. Your voice is the most beautiful music to me.”

Bereaved Parents, Child loss, Family, flowers, Grief, inspiration, Photography, Photos

The Chain That was Broken

Corrie's Mom

Sometimes we can't replace the chain that was broken.

Bereaved Parents, bereavement, Child loss, children, Family, Life, Photos

Celebrating Corrie

Corrie's Mom

Thank you to everyone for honoring Corrie's birthday! It means more than you will ever know to spread Corrie's name and her memory. I wrote a hopefully inspirational, hard, honest, and ultimately, grateful reflection.

Bereaved Parents, Child loss, children, Family, Poetry, Writing

What is Gold to Us

Corrie's Mom

I reached a point in December 2020/ January 2021 when I lost count of the weeks, since Corrie's death. This is something you only understand if you've lost someone you love so much. "Six" became my signature poem for the collection for many different reasons. It was six weeks, since she died, and it was an age she never got to see.

autism, children, Family, parenting, Writing

What They Don’t Tell you About COVID, a Poem for my Son

Corrie's Mom

What do you do when your child becomes something to remain behind the caution tape for longer than the time the doctor says he needs to be? What happens when instead of being in a contaminated room with doctors and nurses in hazmat suits the walls build up around you and your child? It's like… Continue reading What They Don’t Tell you About COVID, a Poem for my Son

Child loss, Family, Joy, Life, Loss, Poetry, Writing

When We Danced in the Rain, from Corrie’s Collection

Corrie's Mom

Grab your rain boots, or leave your sandals on. Let's dance in the rain before the thunder comes.