After seven long years of battling ovarian cancer, my baby sister, Sandy, fell asleep in the Lord Jesus. My heart hurts for her husband, children, and grandchildren right now. Sandy was a warrior here on earth and she fought hard and didn’t let the sickness stop her from living fully and loving her family fully;…
Category: GRIEF
I lost my only son on October 31, 2021. I know the pain of grief, and it is an indescribable pain I wish no one has to endure. However, if you feel this pain, please join me and help me through this process. If you have not, here, I would like to give you a few tips about how you can comfort a grieving parent.
Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day is one of my most challenging holidays. As it is getting closer to my second year without my son, I want to share as part of my healing. I also want to reframe this day in honor of my son, daughters, sons-in-law, and grandchildren because I would not have made it this far…
Empty Chair
Somebody will be facing an empty chair this year for the first time or longer as tears roll down their cheeks for the loved one they lost. For the memories of No more to be created. For the regret of the time they lost and spent arguing over things that didn’t matter. They will need…
Acknowledging My Son Today
When I first became a believer, John 3:16 had little impact on me—yes, learning that my sins are forgiven, which were beyond calculation according to my knowledge and understanding because I was still trying to please God through works. However, I did not fully realize the true impact of God’s love for humanity by sending…
TIDES, WAVES, AND ANGUISH
TIDES, WAVES, AND ANGUISH When I think the tides have subsided, another wave becomes more potent than before. And it’s time to hold my breath again. One year is drawing near; it would have been my son’s forty-fourth year; I can see the giant waves on the horizon, the waves coming at a distance, and…
Listen to Time
Listening to the Sound of Time A strange thing happened last year at school, most of the digital clocks stopped working. Then, after the tech repaired one, another stopped working until the school eventually replaced all the digital clocks with the good old-fashioned wall clocks. Do you remember the older watches with a big hand…
Digging Through the Ruins
Talking to God My Road to Recovery has not been what I imagined while living ignorant of God’s nature and control of all things internally and externally. I learned that inner work is exhausting; sometimes, I feel it would have been better to stay ignorantly blissful: however, I would still have my family stuck in…
Waves of Grief
Grief comes like waves; some subtly cover your heart like waves gently coming to and fro, washing over the filth of past shame, guilt, and regret. Grief says, “Come sit with me for a while; I wish you no harm. Healing is my desire. With me, there is no shame; I know the depth of…
Where is Home?
Where is Home Self-Awareness As I reflected on the past few years, I saw myself standing upon the mountaintop with hands lifted victoriously. I thought of Christian from Paul Bunyon’s book, Pilgrim Progress. Like him, I felt like I was carrying a heavy burden, and although I laid them at the foot of the Cross…