But what I’ve learned in the six years since we lost our son is this: It is possible to find your feet again. It is possible to see light again in the laughter of a baby or the glory of a sunrise or the touch of a loved one’s hand.
We saw him fall in and start to go underwater. Benjamin did not know how to swim. Suddenly, every parent’s worst nightmare was playing out in front of me.
Being a mom can be rewarding and gut-wrenching, sometimes at the same time. Depending on the circumstances, this Mother’s Day may be one that you anticipate with fear, sorrow, or dread.
Whether we’ve lost loved ones to COVID-19 or another cause during this time, one of the greatest challenges for all of us is sorrow in isolation.
Our son took his life in 2007. During the healing journey my husband and I learned from the things we feel we did well and the things we wish we would known or had done differently. Here’s our story.
Moms who miscarry, or carry a baby with a fatal diagnosis to term, speak of how the grief and trauma can be compounded by the reactions of other people.
Every year, millions of expectant parents the world over face either miscarriage or a fatal prenatal diagnosis that results in the death of their child.
On Tammy Trent’s road to healing, she learned to give her pain purpose. She’s found her greatest joy comes from encouraging others who are facing a hard season in life.
Steven and Mary Beth Chapman have guided their kids through grief and confusion. They’ve done this by being real and sharing openly as they’ve grappled with their own emotions and unresolved questions.
Our children are building a perspective of the world as they grow up.