Girl mom
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When Kade left, he was an organ donor and we were so thankful he was able to gift so many people a different way of life. From the moment they told us he would not survive this catastrophe event, I clung on to him being a donor with everything I had. At the time, it…
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A cancelled then postponed adventure, a scare, a trip to the hospital, a miracle. Yes, it’s 3:03 in the morning and I’m up. Steroids. I tossed and turned until I got up and gave sleep up for right now. The fireplace has the living room cozy, along with my new snowflake Vera Bradley blanket I…
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I’ve been super quiet on here for a few months. I’ve not had the strength or tenacity to put anything out here. I’ve been in grief counseling since about a month after Nathan Kade Soden left. We have worked hard. I have worked hard. I have leaned on God when I thought I might not…
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There is a supernatural peace that helps me to weather a storm. It doesn’t take the storm, rather, it allows my storm to be manageable and leave me sane. This supernatural peace helps me to heal, to resist, to relax. It bathes a nightmare in manageability. People who don’t have faith in the Helper, Jesus…
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My sweet husband worked ten hours today. Oh his way out of the hospital, he stopped in the gift shop and bought a candle for me. He explained to the lady who was working that we had lost our son to suicide in October and it was the day to honor your loved one and…
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There’s a song, Gone Away, that I found years ago while watching an old Syfy series created by Stephen King called Haven. It’s a sad song. I love sad songs. It came across my Spotify today and I just latched onto it. As previously discussed, when I listen to something I like, I listen to…
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It’s almost here. That day I mark each month. The utterance of that number for any reason…. Seventeen cents, pleaseShe’s seventeen nowI caught seventeen mice (That last one would trigger anyone…I know) That number has become a hangnail. It brings sorrow and black butterflies in my belly and the sound of it, when called out…
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It’s July 6th. I made it. We made it. We didn’t just skin by, either. We nailed it. Like on Pinterest. I get more upset as each milestone hits for me and Kade. It’s funny, you raise a child and each thing they accomplish is celebrated. First laugh, first step, first days of school, graduation,…
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