Sometimes I hold her hand a bit tighter, because I can’t hold his.  When she lays her head on my shoulder, I kiss the top of it and I inhale her sweet fragrance because I can no longer smell him.  I know it sounds weird when I put it into words, but admit you love the...

In honor of Heart Month and upcoming CHD (Congenital Heart Defect) week, I thought it perfect timing to share a glimpse of what life was like for our family when Chance came along with his special little heart.  Keep in mind that CHDs can vary from mild to severe.  Cha...

Tomorrow is the day.

The day that our sweet little booger-butt, Chance, went to Heaven; seven years ago.  Every year, I write something, in honor of his Angel-versary.  Today I'm choosing to edit something I wrote last year, to share here.  This is because our supporter...

I'm not sure what you call me, but I am a mother who lost a child. 

I think about my grandmother who left this world, not long ago.  She was in her nineties. yet said goodbye to all of her children years before her time.  After I had to say goodbye to my son, I thought...

I’m a planner.  
Before Chance, I was never a planner.  I was more of a go-with-the-flow, go-wherever-and-whenever-it-makes-you-happy kind of person.  I’d pack the day of the trip, no list needed.  I was typically late for things for dumb reasons, like realizing a...