Letters to Taylor: On Heavenly Kisses Dearest Taylor, I’m sitting with Daddy by the ocean this week and the sound of the waves soothe my soul. I would wish that you were here, only the beach was such a strange place for you. The one and only time we brought…
Letters to Taylor: On Miracles Sweetest Taylor, Tonight my arms are aching to hold you. The longing to feel you breathing is taking my breath captive and my mama’s heart can hardly beat. The pains that I thought were beginning to ease up have returned with a vengeance and I…
Letters to Taylor: On Anguish Sweet Taylor, I can hardly believe 3 months have passed since I have held you in my arms. The ache seems impossible for time to heal. The wound feels as gaping as the day you were diagnosed with MPS almost 18 years ago and as…
Letters to Taylor: On Growth My sweetest Taylor, This morning as I was folding laundry, I found one of your socks in the corner of a fitted bedsheet. Something that might have previously slightly annoyed me was a beautiful gift instead. It’s amazing how my perspective has been turned upside…
Letters to Taylor:On Change Dear TayTay, Change sucks. Shh! Don’t tell anyone I used that word, because the kids aren’t allowed to say it. I never say it aloud. Just doesn’t sound ladylike. But what I mean is that change is almost always difficult. Though I’m working to find joy…
Letters to Taylor: On Reminders My Sweet Girl, I miss you. Oh, how I miss you. If I could measure the volume of water in the oceans deep, I know it wouldn’t come near the amount I miss you. I know, it’s quite selfish of me considering your last days…
Letters to Taylor: On Lingering My girl, This morning I woke suddenly with thoughts that I heard you stirring in your room. All the 22 years of mornings before you stopped breathing felt normal again for a split second. Then the reality of the pain surged forward, and I remembered….
Letters to Taylor: On Healing My Girl, I wonder what you are doing today. If you’ve had something really yummy to eat. If you’re singing new songs. If you’re looking forward to seeing us again or if you’re content with Jesus and your new knowledge and understanding, realizing that in…
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 Pain My Sweet T, This morning I woke suddenly with severe chest pain. For a split-second, I thought I was having a heart attack but once my brain kicked into gear, I realized that dreams and thoughts of you had clashed with my body as I…
