It’s been one whole year since I held you in my arms. One whole year since I kissed those chubby cheeks, blew raspberries on those double chins, rubbed that little soft fur head and held that tiny hand. One whole year. In many ways it’s hard to believe that it has been a year already,… Continue reading It’s been a year …..
“I must find my brave”….. Those are the words which start my journal which I began on 20th November 2016 – 8 days after Elijah passed away, and on what should have been his 5 month old milestone. Instead I found myself writing. And that is what I have continued to do. I think for… Continue reading I Must Find My Brave.
Whilst PICU was hell, and I mean hell, there was undoubtedly purpose in it. It was a significant part of both ours and Elijah’s journey. There were days when I was completely and utterly broken. But it was on PICU that I realised every single day we have here, on this earth is a gift.… Continue reading Live for today.
As we say, ‘so long’ to September and ‘let’s be having ya’ to October I feel the need to sit down, relax, take a few deep breaths and let out a great big *sigh*. What a month it has been – with some highs and some, not lows, but some really tough moments. We have… Continue reading It was then that I carried you.
So, I’ve been thinking. And thinking and praying and thinking. This has been on my mind for quite some time now and was sparked again by the article that is all over Facebook at the minute! I have been wrestling with it, struggling with it, talking about it, praying about it, studying God’s word on it….church… Continue reading Church with 3 young kids….
This week has seen our annual Holiday Bible Club, of which I have the joy of being in charge! And I really mean that, it is a joy….at times stressful….but definitely a joy. I have a wonderful team of helpers and a great God, who despite our failings and short comings still blesses us and… Continue reading Definitely getting older…..