We named the new garden Arendelle, after John, my husband, recommended calling it the North Garden. It honors Corrie's love of Frozen.
In the Time of Tulips
Bloom not too early, but bloom not too late.
Fear Not What You Write, a Poem
Know your truth in all things. Be not afraid. Should they say, "I have castles upon the land," reply, "But I possess the heart from the lion's den."
A Forever Kind of Love
John and our son, Hayes, during a visit to the beach. I loved him then. I love him now. I loved him when his mother died. I loved him when he became a father-leader. I loved him when his father died. I loved him when the tornado came. I loved him when COVID hit. I… Continue reading A Forever Kind of Love
“Are You Looking, Mommy?”
When I see the daffodils, I spot her run behind the trees.
LEGO: A Love Story, Part I
Throughout these two-and-half years (three years this May) after Corrie earned her wings, and during which John battled stage 3 colon cancer, we've had many stories from Corrie's garden, to Hayes' growth, in education and with us. Another part involves LEGO.
Why the Angels Sing, a Poem
I know why the angels sing.
Son, Still We Walk, Still We Rise
I wrote all of this for our son, so he knows there is life after darkness. There is growth after frost. There are people who love, and those who do not.
A Journey Long after the Casseroles are Gone
Never walk alone. I'll be here long after the casseroles are gone.
Ways to Find Light in Grief
Today, I write with a story from darkness to light, being defined to re-defining, and uncertain fear to enlightenment. I acknowledge that I'm not always strong through my journey with grief; that the laughter and comedy, which is my usual medicine, aren't always a cure. I hope with anyone's journey through grief you know that… Continue reading Ways to Find Light in Grief
Corrie's Season 