Last Wednesday the word seizure shot back into our vocabulary. In an instant the normal of the morning vanished when Noah, in the middle of breakfast, wandered confused and lost. Mike and I stood dumbfounded, and Avry began to cry as the neurons in Noah’s brain misfired for the first time in nearly two years. If you’ve visited Noah’s Road to learn about our journey, or you’ve followed us from the ... View Post
Faith to Pray (When You’re Not Sure Your Have It)
I gave birth to the most perfect, pink barrel-chested baby almost nine years ago. The doctor called me a rock star for lasting past 9 CM for my epidural. (Natural child birthers and other Wonder Womans, please give this win to me.) Four months later I dropped him off at daycare and kissed that precious face goodbye, walking into the drizzle of a gray April morning. The next time I saw my son he ... View Post
A Heart Laid Bare
I’m sitting in a Jacksonville waiting room, surrounded by family, my grandfather in surgery, a heart laid bare. The last time I was in Florida, we’d driven all night to leave on a Disney cruise. I cried most of the ride down, as I’d found only an hour before we loaded into the mini van that my grandmother had died. In between beaches, animated Disney dinners, and pools so full they looked like Kid ... View Post
Back to the Blog
My son nearly died eight years ago. I began my first blog then. It started as an avenue for prayers, hope, and a place for me to cull all of my heartbroken thoughts. That first blog became more than just a place to seek out love and prayers; it represented a part of my life I desperately wanted to leave behind. So after three years of pouring my heart onto a blank white screen, I stopped writing ... View Post