Peace beyond all doubt (re-run)
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
On May 20, I began to realize how taxing it was to write to two different places each day, so I began to write once and post to both my blog and CaringBridge. When the two differ, I will share both and let you know. Here is my post from that day:
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
We were still struggling with feeding. Looking back, I wonder if it was from the brain damage taking hold, limiting her ability to handle basic things like swallowing. Not that I’m a doctor or understand fully what happened in my daughter’s body. But I was on my own on May 18, waiting for Travis to return from one of his twice-weekly trips home.
As I look back on the things we wrote during our time with Samantha, I can see how much it was about connection, community, and longing for fellowship with others. Both this CaringBridge post from May 17 and my blog post that follows it reflect that need.
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
This one gets into some areas that might make some of you uncomfortable. First up is a CaringBridge post about vaccines, followed by a blog post about the environment.
Two long posts again in one. First, CaringBridge from May 14, 2011:
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …