Life after Loss

As the days drew nearer for my mom’s battle with cancer to come to an end, I had an overwhelming sense of despair come over me. With my dad having passed from cancer just three years prior, I was facing what I vocalized as feeling like I was becoming an orphan. According to WordNet Dictionary,…

“Life is hard #butGod” has been my motto in recent years, as I navigated many losses and journeyed through healing my body. However, amidst all the losses one thing remained: I chose to have a VICTOR attitude rather than a VICTIM attitude through it all. Clinging to the Word of God for strength, I held…

Christmas has been hard for me the past four years as I navigated the loss of my Daddy, our business and home, being away from family and friends, and the loss of my Mom. So this year, I set out to focus on the JOY of celebrating the birth of JESUS and enjoying all the…

One year ago, I had the honor of ushering my Mom and best friend, into the presence of Jesus, as she took her final breath, this side of heaven. It was single handedly the first day of the hardest season of my life.   Today, on the one year anniversary of my Mom’s arrival to heaven,…

As you know, this has been a very difficult year for me as I journey through the loss of my truth teller, business advisor, and Daddy. I miss him deeply, so although Christmas has always been one of my favorite holidays, this year, it’s not quite as merry for me. Then it dawned on me……

Today is a rough day for me, as it would have been my Daddy’s 74th birthday, yet he’s celebrating his first birthday in Heaven, without me. I’m a bundle of emotion as I think about his life; the good, the bad and the indifferent. There’s a song by Bret Eldredge titled, “Go On Without Me”…

{Mom and me} We’re sitting across the table, eating dinner, enjoying a delicious meal accompanied with chatter, laughter, and even a few tears. We talk about life, our days now, and then it turns to reminiscing on our life together with my Daddy, so consequently we shed some tears, because the truth is, we both…

I have no shortage of support, as I walk this journey of grief, yet my heart still feels lonely, as an emptiness abides deep within. It’s been three months since my Daddy entered heaven’s gates, and not a single day has passed without me missing him something fierce. The flowers stopped arriving at the house…

Fathers Day 2016 Today marks the first Father’s Day without my Daddy. Simply writing those words brings a lump to my throat and tears to my eyes. My heart aches to have him here, yet knows he’s in a better place, it just doesn’t make me miss him any less. They say to have loved…