Author Archives: Kim

Wow!   It’s been awhile!   Sorry I’ve been so out of touch.  I need to get back into writing.  I think I’ve just been so spent with the boys, I end up just chilling when the silence finally comes. … Continue reading →

After living with and raising two healthy boys for the past four years, I still freak out all the time that they will die in their sleep.  Today Greyson was still sleeping at 4:45.  He didn’t make one sound from … Continue reading →

In two days I am finally getting memorial tattoo’s for my beautiful baby girls.  I’ve thought a ton about this.  I’ve never gotten a tattoo before.  It’s something I’ve wanted for so long.  I have a ton of friends that … Continue reading →

I have to admit that some times, I truly fantasize about death.  Not because I’m morbid or suicidal.  Not because I truly want to be, but because I’m only half…or maybe three quarters here on earth. I fantasize about who … Continue reading →

My sweet Selah Mae should have been born on this day, two years ago. To think I could have a 2 year old daughter running around, crushes me. To be honest the day started just as any other day, and … Continue reading →

Preface…this is me verbally vomiting a faith struggle of mine. I’m a work in progress, especially in my faith walk. I’m just trying to wrap my mind and heart around… Prayer. Prayer has always been a common sense thing to … Continue reading →

A friend of mine just let me know of a cool site where you can order personalized cards for loss.  It’s called Lost For Words Cards. I’m not sure how I missed this, but I’m glad I’ve found it!  It’s … Continue reading →

Every year, October 15 stands as an official day to remember our babies or rather help others remember them as we remember them daily..hourly.  As I may be away from the computer tomorrow, I wanted to wish you all, love … Continue reading →

This is a bit convoluted, so sorry in advance…I just wanted to get it out before life gets loud and I forget my thoughts. There’s a huge part of me that still screams out “give me back my daughter(s)!” As … Continue reading →

OK…have to preface twice today… First, I know some of you who follow my blog aren’t believers in Christ and so I’m warning you that this post is about Heaven and children. I understand if you don’t want to continue, … Continue reading →

Let me preface!!! Whatever helps mend your heart or remember your child, I think you should go with! This is solely my opinion and my opinion alone. Please don’t take offense! When you have a living child after a loss, … Continue reading →

Being a mom whom has endured loss is as much of a blessing at times, as it is a horrible every day reminder of darkness. Obviously, the bleakness of loss is a no brainer. Loss sucks. Plain ad simple. When … Continue reading →

I’ve been spending countless hours over the past few days going through all of my blog posts to copy and paste the ones about our losses, remembrances and healings from losing our daughters. It’s been a daunting task and my … Continue reading →

I’ve been reading The Undertaking by Thomas Lynch. It’s a collection of essays about Lynch’s life as a funeral director in Milford Michigan. It’s a bit hard to get through. He’s a self proclaimed poet and is incredibly wordy and … Continue reading →

Life as we know it, for Jorai and for Selah, has ended. There’s this stillness to the air when we say their names. As if their existence is encased in a bubble. They will forever be here on earth, still. … Continue reading →

Jorai would have been 4 years old today. I can’t believe it’s been four years since I met her and held her and told her how much I loved her. Four years ago my life changed forever in so many … Continue reading →

We would first like to say how very sorry we are that you have found this site. You or someone you know may have just started their own personal grief journey and that crushes us. This walk will be hard … Continue reading →

I really, truly try my hardest not to get pissed off at God, but it’s just so damn hard sometimes. I need someone to blame. I need someone to scream at and hit and be mad at. And I don’t … Continue reading →

I’ve always hated those words. Final? Really? I don’t know…and I’ve always hated urn’s. The ones a normal person can afford look like tombs and the kid ones are usually boxes with angels or fairies or butterflies or worse, teddy … Continue reading →

Today as I was getting entirely too many donuts for one person and my pregger belly was hanging low, the cashier asked me how far along I was. After I told her, she asked if this was my first and … Continue reading →