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

Roadside: A Corrie Poem

Pull off on the road side where I pick six Tiger Lillies growing between the state park and the paved road with holes careful drivers swerve around.

Bereaved Parents, children, Grief, Life, parenthood, parenting, Poetry, Writing

A Corrie Poem: Lightning Bugs

When I see the lightning bugs from your desk and window, I wonder if there are lightning bugs up where angels fly.

Advocacy, Bereaved Parents, Child loss, children, Family, inspiration, Life, Photography, Poetry, Writing

Corrie’s First Angel Anniversary Poem: Some Kingdoms

Sometimes we will heart the tap of shoes and giggles long after footsteps walk through the grove, the store, or sidewalks they know.

Bereaved Parents, Child loss, Grief, inspiration, Joy, Life, Loss

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."

autism, Bereaved Parents, Child loss, children, Family, parenting, Photography, Poetry, Writing

The Mothers We Need to Remember: A Poem

This poem is written for the mothers we sometimes forget on Mother's Day.

Child loss, children, Family, Joy, Life, Writing

For the Love of Honey Mustard

With the honey mustard containers John and I brought to the table, you'd think we'd have four children instead of only two.

Art, Child loss, Family, flowers, Poetry, Writing

National Poetry Month: “For The Love of Cherry Blossom Trees”

In late March, when we first saw the Cherry Blossom Trees lined the street, the pinks mingled with the sunrise.

Bereaved Parents, Poetry, Writing

A Poem for my Friends: The Moment When

Step outside one day at a time, and refuse to recoil when I hear that people are putting out their hummingbird feeders again for such birds of blue and green my Corrie shows to me in my sleep.

Bereaved Parents, Child loss, children, flowers, garden, Life, parenthood, Photography, Photos, Uncategorized

Corrie, I Arranged Your Flowers

If I removed the flowers from behind my ears because I thought that I looked silly, she caught me.

Child loss, children, Life, Loss, Poetry, Writing

That Way: A Corrie Poem

Remember when I interview you in braids and a princesses' bathing suit?