But I must, again, find my internal grit, and face the world with what has happened and what will come.
Category: Loss
When We Danced in the Rain, from Corrie’s Collection
Grab your rain boots, or leave your sandals on. Let's dance in the rain before the thunder comes.
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.
Our Dance Without a Name
Our dances aren't on the pop culture scene, nor are they in clubs.
What is the Power of Words in Our Grief?
No matter the loss. No matter the person. No one should ever feel alone in the months and years after loss. Grief doesn't vanish after the last casserole comes to the door.
Why I Chose The Lord of the Dance for Corrie
Because my daughter lives in me, and she is a "life that'll never, never die."
That Way: A Corrie Poem
Remember when I interview you in braids and a princesses' bathing suit?
Daddy, Dance with Me
Daddy, dance with me one more time before you leave for work, and I run out to the bus stop for school. I rather stay in just my socks and stand on top of your feet. There's no party tonight with sparkling lights and my the music turned all the way up, but we can… Continue reading Daddy, Dance with Me
Stepping on the Jelly Fish
In the book, Healing A Parent's Grieving Heart: 100 Practical Ideas by Alan Wolfelt wrote: "In the United States alone, more than 100,000 children die each year."
Ham Biscuits
Don't promise me when you know, I know, there are no guarantees that the mountain leaves will still cling to trees if we drive up this weekend. A weekend is a hope and a promise; a date when they promise to send you a check. Did you ever wait in a place for someone to… Continue reading Ham Biscuits
Corrie's Season 