Archive for March, 2010

No one ever asked me if I wanted 5 older brothers and sisters. But you don’t have much choice when you’re the baby in the bunch.

My mom, sisters and brothers

Mom, sisters and brothers...we put the "fun" in dysfunctional!

No one ever asked me if I wanted to be squash-shaped. But I’ll never get a waistline even if I run and sweat and crunch.

H & E at Hershey Gardens

My "squashiness" for all to see...not a hint of a waistline, yep, that's me!

No one ever asked me if I had the strength to mother special kids. But I realized I was chosen, and I found the strength within.

Christmas morning

Our brood...the little lady and the dudes

No one ever asked me if I wanted to marry my high school “guy” friend. But if I missed his love and friendship, it would’ve truly been a sin.  

H & J New Year's Eve

My life. My love. My partner in goofiness.

No one ever asked me why I really love to bake. But they devour the sweets made with love and I thrive on the happiness brought by cake.

Maddy's Beachy Birthday Cake

A special birthday cake for my beachrat niece with the January birthday

No one ever asked me to write about the questions never asked. But I’ve clued you in, revealed what’s within, and have finished up my task.

Mama's Losin' It


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I learned this week that the infant son of one of my high school girlfriends died.

A mom of three beloved kids of my own, it was excruciating to imagine myself in her place…it’s an unthinkable thought.

What was even harder was reading his obituary today…17 weeks old…died peacefully in his sleep. His sweet round face, blue eyes, kissable cheeks…Heartwrenching is just not a strong enough word to describe it.

God, I pray that it was peaceful and that he’s in heaven with other sweet babies that are taken too soon.

I’d like to think that believing he died peacefully in his sleep brings his mom some comfort. However, I know she is feeling a pain far worse than could ever be physically inflicted. She will never be the same. She will never look at another infant and not think of the son she lost. Peacefully…in his sleep.

She has two older children to raise. God, please give her the strength to continue on for them.

And if you happen to read this today, say a prayer for this mom and for the sweet child that she lost.

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