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“All five boys were together for the first time—but never where I had imagined. They ran around in circles on the cemetery grass, dashing in and out of headstones, their footprints sinking into the damp earth. The youngest two drove Matchbox cars along the top of the marker bearing their brother’s name.”
Read MoreHappy birthday to my sweet Carter Benjamin.
Read MoreThe vacuum their absence created was hard to handle, adding more loss to my already complicated emotions. But if I could go back, if I could have helped my friends understand what it’s like to go home from the hospital without my baby, here’s what I wish I could have said.
Read MoreOctober is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness month, and each week, I’m featuring a story from a mama who has walked the road of loss and has generously agreed to share her story. Today we hear from my real-life friend Kayla Ruhl.
Read MoreFor weeks after my son’s death, I walked around in a haze. The funeral, and all the decisions surrounding it, occurred in a blur of grief. Neighbors and church friends dropped off casseroles and baked pasta at our home. My body didn’t feel hungry, it felt tired and heavy, like I was dragging a load of bricks.
Read MoreOctober 15 is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day, so for the entire month of October, I’m making space on my website for stories—stories from women who have lost and who have seen God poke through their grief.
Read MoreThe stories of others can help us glean faith when we’re lacking, understanding when we’re ignorant, and words to describe our experiences. Here are my top five book recommendations for anyone touched by child loss or looking for grace in hard places.
Read MoreAs a mother who was given her options, I know how pain can wreck a person. Life feels incredibly unfair and impossible sometimes.
Read MoreNo one has ever asked me directly. But over the last eight years since my son died, I have often contemplated whether I—if given the opportunity—would erase the pain.
Read MoreFor six weeks, I carried our son Carter in my belly, knowing that his days were numbered.
Read MoreGrace doesn’t always come in pretty packages. Sometimes, it comes as a gift of brokenness.
Read MoreLet grief come. Let it wash over us and remind us of our love and just how loved we are.
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