Living into the sacred space of God's everyday grace
Seven years ago today. Eleven and a half weeks. Confirmation that the (last) baby died. Time is a different entity when it comes to The Big Stuff. It coalesces into a combination of forever ago and just yesterday all in the same moment. I still access the grief. That makes it sound like a decision. … Continue reading Seven Years
I always thought it was “great-niece” but I’ve learned that it’s actually “grandniece.” Whatever it’s called, I have one. First ever. And I’m surprisingly – and often mournfully – absolutely in love with her. It’s easily the first baby I’ve spent any real time with. Well, since, yeah. There’s still nothing to call it. Moving… Continue reading Heart Broken
Dear Person Who Stole My Garden Angel, You took something that didn’t belong to you. Two years ago I “planted” that angel in front of two forget-me-nots in honor of people I love. On either side of her stood two solar lights that meant she’d never be in the dark. When I’d come home late,… Continue reading Guardian Angel
Patricia Alderman 