Bereaved and Blessed

Putting it Together

June 17, 2022

“Bit by bit, putting it together…” ~ Stephen Sondheim On this day last year, June 17th, two weeks before my dad died, I spent about six hours at my parents’ new assisted living apartment putting together two matching cabinets. A few weeks before, they had downsized from a two bedroom independent living apartment, in which […]

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Four Weeks in June

June 3, 2022

One year ago today began the last four weeks of my father’s life, though we didn’t know that at the time. It began with a phone call from my mom at 8:41 a.m. on Thursday, June 3rd. I was outside enjoying a beautiful morning and taking pictures of some flowers, that were blooming in our […]

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Honoring Molly (14 years)

April 17, 2022

14 years have now come and gone since we last held you in our arms. 14 years since I carried you, you were born, and, soon afterwards, you died. And what a year this last one has been… I don’t think we’ve experienced a more difficult year since the one in which you were born […]

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15 Years in 15 Words

April 10, 2022

15 years ago today, on April 10, 2007, I began blogging. Holy cow! That feels like a big milestone. On past blogoversaries I have shared things that I have learned from blogging and ten years ago, since my blogoversary fell on the second Tuesday of April, I chose “Blogoversaries” to be the Time Warp topic for that month. Nine Years ago, I […]

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Nine Months is No Joke

April 1, 2022

Today was our day. At least, it was our day since I was in high school, in the early 1990’s. It began with you waking me up early on an April 1st, that happened to fall on a weekday, when we were hosting my youth group for a Lenten Breakfast/Bible Study/Faith Sharing at our home, […]

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Dreaming of Dad

February 12, 2022

I woke up this morning around 3:30 a.m., as I often do, to go to the bathroom. As I was rousing to get out of bed, I realized that I had been dreaming about my dad. I didn’t want to forget what details were fresh in my mind, so I typed what I could recall […]