Holding On to Hope
Sometimes I have a hard time sleeping at night. The flashbacks – they’re intrusive. In them, I’m still pregnant and it’s always the same.
A Letter to My Husband
Dear Delluhle, It’s hard to believe that eight years ago today we got married. Eight years! Isn’t it strange how thinking about the time that has passed can sometimes make you feel like no time has passed at all?
When Things Fall Apart
This is a post that I’ve been sitting on for a while. In it I discuss some of the theological questions I have been having since losing my baby girls, specifically, God’s role in pain and suffering. (Although to be honest, this is an issue that I have been wrestling with for several years.) Just…
This is the conclusion to a five-part series on the birth and loss of my baby girls, Summer and Malia. Follow these links for parts 1, 2, 3, and 4. Death. There are many people who say that it is part of life. We are born and then we die. This is the unfortunate reality of…
Strength in Pain
This post is Part 4 of a five-part series on the birth and loss of my baby girls, Summer and Malia. Come back on April 28, 2016, for the conclusion to this five-part series. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like pain – physical or emotional. I suppose we’re all naturally averse to it…