Singing her song!

Today, August 28, 2011, I remember Brenda Jane in my own quiet way, releasing a green balloon into the air on the bluff above Lake Michigan at Ft. Sheridan beach. She would be 51 years old today. Being a tiny premie, she lived only 7 hours. I never knew her. I have no grave to visit only…

“No one Understands” guest post

Today I read a post by Caleb Wilde  a 6th generation funeral director and friend of my son, Todd.  I was struck by the truth of his post and I especially like his ending.  Thank you Caleb Probably one of the more insensitive things you can say to the bereaved at a funeral is, “I…

“Bye! C’Ya!”

Bye Cya August,  2008 it hit me . . . three years ago, this day was the last time I saw my brother. I had asked him to come to Illinois.  Mom had been sick that summer; we almost lost her. She was out of the hospital, but still not well enough for me to…

Radio Controlled Model Planes, My Life and God

The model airplanes are flying again,           diving low, at times skimming the lake           and rising again,           flipping, rolling,           banking to the left and then to the right,           at times simply flying through the air. I think of how the safety of the plane depends on           the skill of…

When It Feels Like Winter, even if it’s not

“Waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered question.” Elizabeth Elliot This is a post from two years ago, but it certainly fits into the theme of the Eternal Winter More than that, it fits this time of my life where there is much uncertainty/unanswered questions I gaze…

Birthdays, Rice Krispy Bars & and Missing A Brother

Birthdays, Rice Krispy Bars & Missing A Brother Hey Gordon, I’m sitting here at the Garden Café, eating a marshmellow bar – in your honor. I am sure you’d say it’s not as good as Carol’s and you’d probably be right. I can still picture you sitting at your counter in the kitchen enjoying every bite of…

The “October-it’s-almost-November” Feeling

Today, I share words I jotted down a few Octobers after the November 8th anniversary of Gordon’s death. For the first few years, this time of year just kind of caught up with me before I “remembered.” Now I know . . . I welcome and plan for this time of remembering by building in…

Birthdays are for Remembering

Today I am thinking about a brown-eyed little boy – born 53 years ago today – I think about what he would have been as an adult! I only knew him 2 1/2 years – too little time to really know . . . I  remember eyes sparkling with life, full of mischief. I think he would…

Making A Way

As I supported and cared for a friend who had lost her son, I also was comforted as I thought of how God had been with me.  I sent the following to her: In the summer of 2000, Somewhere in Alaska, we took this picture. As I looked at it one day years later, I…