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Never Enough Lilies

Corrie loved all flowers, and John and I each remember her different favorites. She not only picked them, but put on a show with the flowers. She'd ask me to put the flowers in her hair, or she'd do it herself. She'd put them on the grass, as the green was the background of a portrait, for me to take a picture.

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Corrie’s Visit Made All Well with my Soul

... but for the first time in a long time, my daughter, Corrie, visited me in a dream. Corrie's visit settled my soul.

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More than a Million Words: Ten Years Married to Corrie’s Father

Now, on the weekend of our ten-year-anniversary, we face a next phase in our journey. We will walk together in the new years as John battles stage 3 colon cancer with all the strength for which he's known. He will work through the chemo and radiation.

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These Things I Wonder

There are so many things I wonder. Questions without answers.

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Why I Know my Daughter Lives

I talk to Corrie everyday. Whether through a dream, memory, or out loud; I speak with my daughter. A relationship with a child isn’t like other relationships that may stop cold turkey. I still have two children. It’s just one moved out before the other. She grew her wings. She graduated to heaven, and we… Continue reading Why I Know my Daughter Lives

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The Time of Year: a Corrie Poem

It’s that time of year, Darling, when I must be creative in the way I decorate.

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How Much Pride I Take in my Daughter

Everyone always comments on her beauty, but she possessed an intelligence and wit beyond her 5.5 years.

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Our House, Our Story

he land itself tells stories of love and loss and of survival. There is a love deeper than the roots of the trees torn up by the tornado. Lives continue past the human experience. The family of John, Hayes, and I continues with Corrie inside us and on the land.

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Our Dance Without a Name

Our dances aren't on the pop culture scene, nor are they in clubs.

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Dear Jackie: A Poem of Loss and Courage

Jackie, I hope for the strength most never speak of because they do not dream of what it requires.