Light in my footprints…
Goodmourningmama.comI share with you the raw truth of the night that forever changed our family. Our experience in loss began on October 18, 2014. This testimony poured into words on New Years Day 2015. Please know that I humbly open my heart to you, for the reason of understanding the love of Christ, through the…
Prankster…
Goodmourningmama.comApril Fool’s Day was Connor’s favorite day. Each year his pranks were funnier than the last. Two years ago I was awokened by his sister yelling help from the hallway bath. In my sleep stupor I ran down the hall to find the bathroom locked from the outside with his sister locked inside. I couldn’t…
Claire Bear…
Goodmourningmama.comClaire Bear is what we have lovingly called her since birth. CB, as her Dad began calling her in sports, has taken on new meaning over the years. In softball, soccer and mostly volleyball you can hear her dad yelling, “GO CB!” and she does… One of Calvin’s friends once asked if CB stood for…
Sunsets…
Goodmourningmama.comYesterday within minutes of sunset, I received several texts and messages from dear friends mentioning the beauty of the sky recently. These touch my heart in ways you cannot imagine. Today I woke up to an email on Connor’s account with an update from Spotify…You are following “Songs for Sunsets” and a new song, Untold,…
Trust me…
Goodmourningmama.comYesterday I read these words…Trust Me one day at a time. Trust is not a natural response, especially for those who have been deeply wounded. Exert your will to trust Me in all circumstances. Don’t let your need to understand distract you from My Presence…these words from “Jesus Calling.” Children that have been through foster…
Happy Eighteenth!
Goodmourningmama.comHere we are again on the 18th of another month. Five months sure can seem like an eternity…when you are missing someone. Today, I choose to think of a happy 18. Birthday’s are a big deal at our home. Connor’s 18th birthday was quite a surprise to him! He thought he was going out to…
Connor Convo
Goodmourningmama.comThe words I write in this journey, are things I would have been saying to Connor. We spoke everyday. I miss his smile, voice, wit and laughter. Today his two youngest siblings and I witnessed, as we have often since last October, a breathtakingly beautiful sunset. We couldn’t help but smile. I do not remember…
Abundance…
Goodmourningmama.com1. A very large quantity of something. 2. The state or condition of having a copious quantity of something; plentifulness. 3. Prosperity. 4. A great or plentiful amount. 5. Fullness to overflowing. Each day after our trip to Honduras I see abundance. In the USA we have so much of everything. My eyes and heart…
Notes in the night…
Goodmourningmama.comLife circumstances change us. It’s a choice what form that change takes. Loss is inevitable, young or old. You can’t change it, I can’t change it. Directions change, each day means more. LIfe goals and friends take new paths. We make mistakes and lose people we love. Let this define you, not by letting go…
Second Chances…
Goodmourningmama.comIn our home hang these words: We do second chances. We do grace. We do real. We do mistakes. We do I’m sorrys. We do loud really well. We do hugs. We do family. We do love. I truly believe in second chances. I am thankful in my life full of mistakes and sinful choices…
Time – 131 days…Emit – vocalize
Goodmourningmama.comThis week has been the most difficult since October. Yesterday, after 130 days we finally received a death certificate. I will not bore you with the unbelievable details that we have endured with the City of Kirksville and the county of Adair, MO. I am sure that most believe we would be working on healing…
Quiet Corner…
Goodmourningmama.comOur music corner sits quiet these days. Connor used to pick up his violins and play fiddle songs while our other kids danced through the house. It was quite entertaining. He would listen to you tube videos and then play the piano by ear. I was amazed at how he just became one with music.…