Train Up

Train Up

Yesterday morning, I leaned over my baby girl and kissed her forehead. I hugged her as much as I could hug her over all the lines attached to her body. And, I said what I say every day to her, “You are an amazing girl. I love you.” Then, I said, “I...
Unrecognizable

Unrecognizable

This blurry picture popped up from seven years ago. It’s horribly blurry, but is such a great representation of La Petite Belle’s personality. I miss this girl. The constant barrage of Facebook and Timehop memories seem so distant and far away. I...
This girl melts my heart.

This girl melts my heart.

 Katie has always tugged on my heartstrings. Richard says she’s always “played me.” I don’t see it that way. She’s my baby, that’s all. Kylie would most likely agree that I’ve babied Katie, but, like I said … she’s...
Fight or Die

Fight or Die

That’s the choice I tell La Petite Belle she has when she wakes up in the mornings saying she can’t do this for another day. I ask her what the alternative is. There are only two choices right now: fight or die. If you’re not going to fight, if...
No Words

No Words

(Our hospital room is full of Scriptures like this.) When something tragic happens … something really hard … a difficult situation, whatever it may be, it’s hard to find words to express how you’re feeling and what’s going on inside your...