“Only” a house

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Grieving Frankie

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Frankie’s Loving Parents

Grief is something that hits everyone differently. Sometimes, it takes you over immediately assaulting all your sensibilities. Other times, it is a slow burn that you feel incrementally stronger as time passes. But however it strikes, there is no going around – you must go through the fire.

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A Father’s Remembrance

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A precious gift from God, my baby was taken to Heaven without ever taking a first breath. Before my baby was ever able to feel a human touch, see a friendly smile, or cry a first tear, life was taken.

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Frances Leigh

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A precious gift from God, my baby was taken to Heaven without ever taking a first breath. Before my baby was ever able to feel a human touch, see a friendly smile, or cry a first tear, life was taken. (more…)

Pieces of Paper

Pieces of paper scattered on the floor – reminders that haunt me of all life was before… before your life was done – barely just begun.

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Suffering with grace

Just One Take

flowerOne of my favorite spiritual leaders growing up was a priest named Father Jim. I believe he came to our small-town parish in the mid- to late 90s – I remember being about 12 years of age. I didn’t realize what a big deal it was at the time, but mine was the first CCD class where both the boys and the girls were trained to be altar attendants.*

My sister, brother, and I all served at mass dozens of times – probably hundreds if you were to tally up the instances between the three of us. As a child and even as a teenager, I probably didn’t fully appreciate the role I played as an altar attendant. Regardless, I think it was important as a young person for me to understand that a religious community – just like any other community – has jobs that need done and members…

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Who is my Heisenberg?

May 20, 2017 @ 6:29 a.m.

Who is my Heisenberg?

I have a mental illness. This is not something I chose. This is not something of which I am proud. This is not something I want any more than Walter White wanted to have cancer. But our earnest desires couldn’t save either of us from the painful truth.

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Suffering with grace

flowerOne of my favorite spiritual leaders growing up was a priest named Father Jim. I believe he came to our small-town parish in the mid- to late 90s – I remember being about 12 years of age. I didn’t realize what a big deal it was at the time, but mine was the first CCD class where both the boys and the girls were trained to be altar attendants.*

My sister, brother, and I all served at mass dozens of times – probably hundreds if you were to tally up the instances between the three of us. As a child and even as a teenager, I probably didn’t fully appreciate the role I played as an altar attendant. Regardless, I think it was important as a young person for me to understand that a religious community – just like any other community – has jobs that need done and members of that community have a responsibility to fulfill those roles when needed.

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October is Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness Month

The Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Movement began in the United States on October 25, 1988 when then-American President Ronald Reagan designated the month of October 1988 as Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month.

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A Mother’s Remembrance

dragonfly (small) 2013-10-01 at 9.16.29 AMFor months before she was even conceived, I had wanted Alex in my life. I dreamed of her with smooth, soft skin, full dark hair and big eyes framed with long lashes. In my mind, I could see myself holding her, feeding her, watching her make milestones – smiling, sitting up, taking those first steps. But the months went by without any indication of her arrival until July 25th, 2011.

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