The dreams about her have subsided. I don’t think about her everyday as I have in years past and I’m needing to play old audio to remember her voice. Six years ago today, my oldest daughter, Makenzie — who is now my youngest — was invited into heaven. "Six years" is a long time as I … Continue reading A Makenzie Restoration
We’ve begun a search. Our youngest is a senior in High School and is in the process of college-shopping. For those of you who’ve walked this path, you know that it means college-visits and you understand the drill: setting up appointments with the various departments, looking at their academics, talking with coaches and those who fan … Continue reading Makenzie’s College Visit: Revelation University
They didn’t know each other and we didn’t know her. Yet last Friday, we all connected. I opened up my email and saw one sent from, “Quinn.” I don’t know any one bearing that name. Spam had spammed me I thought. As is my habit on these junky occasions, I hovered my cursor and right clicked … Continue reading LIFE IMPACT: MAKENZIE AND QUINN
I’m up earlier than normal again. The last few weeks have stolen hours of sleep from me, most likely because of today. Five times now, I’ve endured the turning of this calendar page without my oldest daughter Makenzie. Five times now, this day has kept me from work, from happiness and from others. Five times … Continue reading Makenzie: Five Times Now, Today.
Facebook. Good-to-do’s call it a time sucker and tramp. Others call it a stalker’s paradise and a bullies playground. Today, I take another tack. Today, I am thankful for the online service of Facebook because Mark Z. has done something for our family that no other venue has done. They recorded a piece of my daughters life … Continue reading A Thank You to Facebook
I don’t remember where I read it and I don’t remember why. But somewhere in my scanning of some random article, a mom was talking about her children - of which she bore three. What caught my attention was how she listed the names and ages of her kids. “Alex - 22, Molly - 24, … Continue reading Makenzie – Forever 18
I’m sitting at Starbucks on a drizzly early morning. Normally, I’m at Caribou Coffee but nothing seems normal this morning. Why? Because my mind is connecting in strange ways today. You see, when my oldest daughter was killed a few years back she was 18 years and 1 month old. Too young to die. Too … Continue reading LOSING A CHILD REWIRES MY BRAIN