The Depths of Sadness. The Breadth of Happiness.

I was driving home from work today, crying like I typically do.  I've come to realize over the - what's about to be - five months that before Sam died, I really had no concept of the possible depths of my sadness.  My greatest hope then, is that I really have no sense of the possible…

Holidays. Holi-daze.

As cooler temperatures are upon us, fall festivals approaching and the holidays around the corner I can't help but think of Sam.  My birthday is in two weeks and I know exactly what I was doing this time last year.  Ted took me on a get-away, mini-vacation for the weekend to Madison, Indiana where we…

MamaRoo & Energy.

It's funny what we spend our energy on when we're preparing for the arrival of a baby.  I spent all the extra minutes of my day making sure everything was just perfect for Sam when he arrived.  Ted likes to joke that I started "nesting" the moment I found out we were pregnant.  To a…

Sam lives. Jesus lives.

A couple of weeks ago I was digging under my sink and found these.  Before I was pregnant, I never understood why Mamas would take pictures of them, let alone keep them.  I always told myself I wouldn't because it sounded strange - but I did.  The moment I laid eyes on them again, I cried.…