Warm and safe, you can't keep your eyes open.
My son, you are as safe as can be in my arms.
Your sparkle slowly fades as you let sleep take you.
God, watch over us both as we sit here on the couch.
My little answered prayer twitches and snores softly.
He's a handful, but he has my heart.
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This was supposed to be a light hearted blog, but on May 25th 2008, our world changed dramatically due to a disaster. Now this blog will also contain my personal notes on grief and how I'm coping/struggling.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Nurturing the vibrancy in Ani
God, give me the ability to nurture and fulfill the song for Ani who can't sing.
God, give me the ability to nurture and fulfill the phsyicality of dancing for Ani who can't move.
God, give me the ability to nurture and fulfill the vibrancy of Ani who can't express herself.
God, give me the ability to not let any of my failings be picked up by her.
God, give me the ability to nurture and fulfill the phsyicality of dancing for Ani who can't move.
God, give me the ability to nurture and fulfill the vibrancy of Ani who can't express herself.
God, give me the ability to not let any of my failings be picked up by her.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
The best years coming up? Can I do it?
I keep remembering how I would think that I had it perfect. 2 great kids, a wonderful wife, a good job, a great neighborhood...then BAM.
Now I'm struck with trying to make my future years the best I can. I owe this to everybody, myself included. What kind of father would I be if I cannot be joyful, to spread to Ani and Micah, not to mention Christy. God, please give me the strength and advice to make my future brighter than I can do all by myself.
Now I'm struck with trying to make my future years the best I can. I owe this to everybody, myself included. What kind of father would I be if I cannot be joyful, to spread to Ani and Micah, not to mention Christy. God, please give me the strength and advice to make my future brighter than I can do all by myself.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Thank you Lord
God, I thank you for all my blessings. My children, my wife, my church.
Sometimes it's difficult to see my blessings through tear-filled eyes.
Sometimes it's difficult to say "Thanks" with a throat choked with a sob.
Sometimes it's just difficult.
But I am so grateful.
Sometimes it's difficult to see my blessings through tear-filled eyes.
Sometimes it's difficult to say "Thanks" with a throat choked with a sob.
Sometimes it's just difficult.
But I am so grateful.
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