My hopes for you, my daughter, are many like a spring you envision lasting forever.
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Fireworks: A Birthday Poem for John and Corrie
For your birthday, I wish I could give you the 4th of July, fried chicken packed away in the basket, although they say, “You shouldn’t eat that” these days, and homemade peach ice cream kind of feeling.
Pictures of Corrie’s Resting Place for St. Patrick’s
Sometimes we feel alone in our grief over someone we've lost. Grief is the expression of our love for a life that filled our being.
Always Something There to Remind Me
But, the words from this song give both the essence of Corrie and how we feel.
When We Say “Our House”
The house, our house, is meant to be a place to heal rather than divide. It keeps the table where we should sit and discuss. Something, we dream, that should stand for ages long after our footsteps disappear from the Earth's fields.
The Best Reason Why: John, His Service, and His Poem
Some loves experience more pies in the face than ballets and dreams sold to strangers on a holiday channel.
Happy Birthday Corrie
Today is Corrie's sixth birthday, and her first in heaven.
Fill Up the Empty Chair for Thanksgiving
Some say empty chairs remain empty all around tables in remodeled kitchens with the island where someone's son ate breakfast. A bar stool sits empty. I arranged flowers this morning for Corrie's room, her spot at the table, and a centerpiece. "Remember me" is a common thought of some who read Bibles and then wonder… Continue reading Fill Up the Empty Chair for Thanksgiving
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."
Corrie’s Garden and Her Flowers at Sunset
Corrie's Memorial Garden will be located to the right of the porch. These flowers were at the cemetery for about one week, and I brought them home. They were not doing well at the time I brought them home, and they are doing so much better. Her turkey is still there even of my grandmother… Continue reading Corrie’s Garden and Her Flowers at Sunset
Corrie's Season 