Letters to Taylor: On Gifts in Grief Sweet Taylor, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to coming home without you here. You know I’m a homebody anyways. But part of the joy in our home was having you in it. I miss you so much. I’ve often thought of…
Letters to Taylor: On Emptiness Sweet T, I had a hard time sleeping last night. I don’t know if it’s because I’m thinking too much or if it’s because God is having me pray for others. Either way, I’m using the wake time to pray. In the wee hours this…
Letters to Taylor: On Expressions of Sympathy and Love My sweet girl, Four weeks ago today, our family followed the hurse holding your body as we made our way to the cemetery. In some ways, it seems like yesterday and in others, it would appear to have been years ago….
Letters to Taylor: On Grief and Imagination My dear Taylor, Each day since your graduation to heaven has left me wondering what grief lesson I have yet to learn. I could say that I miss you, but those three little words understate my true feelings. Emotional highs and lows grip…
Thank you for stopping by! I’m honored that you would take the time to check out the Wojo place and tribe. Since I have no way to know how much you’ve read or heard, can I share parts of our story in an effort to point the way to hope…
Several months ago, Laura, my church friend, asked if I would speak at the Chosen Conference, an event she was hosting for Christian women. She asked me to speak on navigating seasons of change with grace and I marked my calendar for January 12, 2019. Neither of us knew that…
Letters to Taylor: On Loss My Taylor, Life has been so strange this week without you here. On Monday, I thought that perhaps once we laid your body to rest at the cemetery, I would feel like we could find a “new normal.” I’d heard others who have lost loved…
Written by Matthew Wojnarowski. Dedicated to my daughter, Taylor, to celebrate her graduation to Heaven and the day she was made whole- January 2, 2019. My final moments had quickly drawn near The bright light faded to darkness sublime A deafening silence was all I could hear My earthly eyes…
Read to Taylor Wojnarowski by her mama at her funeral: When God created me, he weaved a love for words in my DNA. Two short months ago, I began writing letters to Taylor while spending time caring for her. When I started, I had no intention of sharing them with…
Letters to Taylor: On Adoption Our precious girl, Words seem futile as all your body is capable of right now is breathing. But December 31, 2018 was such an epic day that I had to try to write this letter and read it to you before you make your heavenly…
Letters to Taylor: On New Beginnings My girl, This week you’ve settled into a new groove. It’s one that I knew would one day come, but oh how strange it feels. While we are down to days of seeing the rise and fall of your chest, Daddy whispered last night…
My beautiful girl, Merry Christmas! One week ago yesterday, you grew ill so quickly that I was unsure of how to best help you. You’ve barely been able to swallow anything for several days and unless the Lord gives us a miracle, I think this may be your last Christmas…
