Sometimes small hopes die. And there is a grief that comes to us that cannot be measured by reason. A future that has lived in the illuminated imagination of the mind is set backward in time and exists only in shadowy remembrance. Upon the sunrising, we are met with a difficult choice: To live in…
Tag: Mercy
On Words (In every storm, mercy…)
Words are a comfort to me. They press in around me while I am lying awake in bed. I can feel the word mercy wrap me up like a weighted blanket. I have heard the heavy clank and felt the ground shake under the weight of that word as it anchored my soul to the…
Heidi Wren Chester: A Birth Story
I am so grateful to this little sweet baby for what she has done for me. This is the story of how Heidi Wren came into our world five weeks ago. We rearranged the house most of the day, except for when Randy took Rosie and Paloma to Babyland General for a birthday party to see a…