Storms

Ever think about the storms that we encounter?  Physical, spiritual, or emotional, storms are often a part of our human experience.  Today where we live there were physical thunderstorms, with the possibility of causing severe damage.  There were reported hailstones and gusty winds, with the possibility of tornadoes in some areas.  I don't know about you, but when I hear of the possibility of dangerous storms and the damage they can do, I tend to get a little concerned.  Most of us take precautions.  The "weather alerts" and watches and warnings, help us to know what some of those precautions should be:  go inside, stay away from windows, have batteries and flashlights ready in case of power outages, and on and on the list can go.

Today in the area where we live, we were spared the possible damages the storms could have caused.  However, we still needed to be and were prepared for the worst.  The opposite has occurred here as well.  Sometimes, no matter how well we are prepared, storms still cause damage, and sometimes very major damage.  It is totally out of control.  Out of our control, anyway.

Then I thought of the storms we face in life that are more spiritual or emotional. God's Word gives us the precautionary measures to take to prepare for such storms, and the Bible is filled with warnings of guaranteed "storms" that will come upon us.  It is wise to heed to these warnings and to be prepared for the storms, however, remember we have no control over them.  Thankfully we know that our Heavenly Father does have control and knows exactly which storms will cause damage and which ones will pass over with minimal damage.

But there are some storms that enter our lives that we could never be fully prepared for, and the damage can be devastating.  I don't think there is a more devastating "storm" that can enter a person's life than the loss of a loved one.  These storms pull your roots out of the ground.  They flip you over and over and cause confusion and loss of focus.  The "strikes of lightening" can be more painful than anyone could ever imagine.  The "sounds of thunder" can be deafening and knock you off your feet.  And your home....can be destroyed.  Completely.  These storms can also isolate you from others, making you feel abandoned and alone.  Others around you may not have been effected at all by your storm, and many times this can cause hurtful comments..."It's not that bad."  "You can fix all the damage or buy new things."  "You're just too sensitive."  ...and on and on the comments come. 

Thankfully we have a caring, loving, sustaining, understanding, and comforting Heavenly Father we can run to and hide in his Arms.  He is our shelter from the storms of life.  He is our Safety and our Rock.  Praise Him!

 "The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide,
A Shelter in the time of storm;
Secure whatever ill betide,
A Shelter in the time of storm."

Nine Years of Lessons...and still learning!

Well today marks 9 years.  It's still hard to imagine.  Nine years!  Nine years since my world turned upside down.  Nine years since I've spoken to Todd.  Nine years since I held his hand.  Nine years since I've heard his voice.  Nine years since I've felt his touch,  Nine years.

Even with all that time, not one day has passed where we haven't thought about Todd/Daddy.  His presence is everywhere in this house...still.  Pictures on the walls, lots of great memories to share, and of course, he's in our children.  Mannerisms, physical features, habits--they're all present here in the kids.  Sometimes I hear his voice or his laughter.  It seems to be echoing still in this house.  Nine years.

Nine years of lessons being learned, and we're still learning.  Our Heavenly Father is still working in my life and in the lives of our children.  We're learning how faithful He is.  How good He is.  How much He loves us.  Amazing love, that will one day reunite us all.

I'm tired and hurting, so I have to stop writing for now.  There is so much more to share.  I'm exhausted and all I want to do is go to bed and cry.  God is good.  For nine years God is good.

Miss this guy so very much.

Todd's Funeral

When first asked if I wanted to record the funeral service, it felt a little weird and uncomfortable.  After I was told that the children were so young and that it would be good for them to see it again when they were better able to understand, I agreed to have the service videoed. 

For nearly five years I never wanted to go near that tape.  I couldn't bear even seeing the label, "Todd's Funeral."  Then, over the years, I began to attempt to watch it.  I never made it all the way through.  Never was able to watch the entire video in one sitting.  I was always overcome with emotion.

Well, last week, almost nine years later, I succeeded in watching the entire thing all at once!  ouch.  It was hard.  It was painful.  Yet, as the message was spoken, there were some incredibly encouraging things that were said!  I felt comfort.  I felt such thankfulness for having made the decision to video the service.  Much of it was difficult, but the message, the words from God's Word, were soothing.  So, this week I decided to begin a project.  I wanted to take excerpts from that message and share them with others to help them and to comfort them.  So far I have only been able to take the message and divide it in two parts.  I thought I would share them on my blog, here, first.  Please, be comforted, strengthened in our Heavenly Father's love, and encouraged! 


WHY?

 

WHAT?

26th Wedding Anniversary: Definitely more than I can bear.

I have often told people who were going through difficult situations that they must be strong, because God said He wouldn't give us more than we could bear, but they were going through incredible difficulties.  When people have said those same words to me, I always responded, either mentally or sometimes with spoken words, I am not strong.  I can't do this.  God DID give me more than I could bear.  Then the questions came about what God promised. 

What did He promise us?  Thankfully this week one of my children came back from a meeting at church where one of their peers made this statement:  God promised He would always give us an escape from TEMPTATIONS, that He would never put us in a situation where we would have no choice but to sin.  He has always told us that we would not be tempted beyond what we could bear.

...AND THERE IT WAS!!!  God NEVER PROMISED US THAT HE WOULD NOT GIVE US MORE THAN WE COULD BEAR IN BURDENS OR DIFFICULTIES!!!!  He wants us to see that we cannot do it alone.  There is no way.  Only He can get us through difficult times....NOT by anything we do or with our own strength!

This has given me such peace.  Let me explain.  Now when I said, fearing that I was saying things against God, how I could not go through this and that God gave me more than I could handle, I finally realize that is exactly what God says as well!  He wants us to come to Him, needing Him, with nothing of our own strength or ability.

So that's where I am today.  It's February 27th....26th wedding anniversary.  I miss Todd more than I could say.  I cannot go on another day without his presence.  I just can't.  I'm done.  It all hurts so much.  So I go to my Heavenly Father.  HE ALONE will get me through this day and the ones to follow.  Leaning heavy on Him today...    I miss you, Todd!  Love you still with all my heart.  I'd do anything to see you and hold you and hear you today.  Hard to believe this is the ninth anniversary without you.  We were supposed to grow old together.  So sad today, but resting in my Father's Faithful and Loving Arms, knowing this is definitely more than I can bear.

Everyone Home for the Holidays? ...not quite.

You know that warm feeling you get when everyone in your family is home?  Whether it's a snow storm, hurricane warning, or even when college kids are home from college for a holiday?  Well, when you have a lost a loved one, you never quite get that feeling again.  There's always one (or 2 or more) who is missing. 

Yes, it was great to have all our children home over the holidays.  But Todd wasn't here.  The difficult reality:  He will never be home here on this earth again.  Ever. 

Holidays seem to be a harsh reminder to this reality. 

It's true I am blessed beyond imagination with six great children, all who I am sure make their Daddy proud.  It's true our Heavenly Father has taken great care of us.  It's true there is much to be thankful for. 

Yet none of these truths change the reality and that awful feeling, especially around the holidays, when you are missing someone who now resides in heaven. 

I love you Todd!  Missing you this holiday season and always.  Until we meet again...

Good Friends

It's a blessing to have good friends.  One friend, who has been an extra special blessing, recently noted how she only gets updates on our family through this blog.  This is because I am not good at hand-writing letters or cards, like she often sends to me.  Actually, I'm just not good at communicating period.  I've gotten way too lazy with this important social skill, but besides all that, this blog post is for my very special friend who never hears from me, unless I am blogging!

A couple of weeks ago Winter got an excellent report from her doctor.  He was so pleased with her recovery, and we were encouraged because he was happy!
UNTIL...   he asked me to bring Toby with us to Winter's appointments, and he had been checking her every 6 months.  This time he asked me to bring her to Winter's follow-up visit, but also to get some x-rays.  He quickly turned somber and told me that Toby's curve had progressed past 30 degrees.  Toby is only 9.  She hasn't even started her "growth spurt!"  This news brought tears to my eyes, but he said he wanted her in a brace asap.  He reminded me that the brace would not correct the curve, but that it would slow it down and possibly even stop it from curving more.  We will see him again in 4 weeks to get more x-rays to see if it is working.

So, we got her brace this week.  Wow.  Did you know the process for that?  I know I should have called or emailed or communicated in some way that Toby needed a brace, because it was a total shock for both of us.  First they casted her entire torso!  She had to shuffle her way over to x-ray (she reminded me a lot of my Mom walking!---please don't tell her I said that!).  Then they cut the cast off and made a custom fitting brace for her.  Monday was one hour wearing the brace and one hour free.  Yesterday was two hours wearing the brace, then one hour free.  Today Toby wore the brace for a total of six hours and will begin to wear it to bed.  I feel so badly for her.  She's another trooper, though!  Praise our Heavenly Father for both Winter and Toby and their attitudes toward these trials!!  I can't thank you enough for all your prayers. Here is the cast they cut off:

 And here's the table they had her on to put the cast on.  Doesn't it look like some torture contraption?  ugh.

 They did let her put her hand print and sign the wall, which was pretty awesome.

So, this past weekend we got pumpkins (the youth group is coming over to surprise Winter tonight!).  I can't believe how much Nathan looks and acts and even sounds like Todd.  He, Abe, and Trina set them up....just like Todd always did.  We picked out pumpkins for those who were not with us (Tiffany, Grenade, the baby in heaven, Rocky, and Todd's).  For Winter we got one with a straight tall stem:  

We got Tiffany one that looked like a cupcake!:

We got Todd one that we KNOW he would have picked out for himself.  He loved these kind of pumpkins and was always particular about the stem!  Ha!

Here they all are in the back of the van:

 And here are some of them arranged with Grenade wanting to play with the tennis ball!

I have more to share, but I can't really say all that I want to on the blog.  Yes, that means I'm actually going to have to WRITE to you!  :) 
Thank you again for your many prayers and cards!  We are praying for all of you as well.  Thanks for the update on your family.  Love you and miss you lots!!! 

Blessings! Blessings!! Blessings!!!

Not sure where to start.  Our Heavenly Father has been so good and so gracious and has answered so many prayers today. 

The day didn't start well.  I was discouraged not being able to do much without getting short of breath (STILL!!), and Winter seemed discouraged from not getting done as much school work as she wanted (and she thought she needed) to get done without pain in her shoulder muscles.  With Winter, when I say "pain" I mean really, bad, aching, nagging pain that does not let her concentrate on anything else other than the pain!  She's off of her pain medication now, but the tylenol does not seem to be helping. 

So I put a call into Winter's surgeon at the hospital.  I had an appointment scheduled as a follow-up from being hospitalized today.

BLESSING:  I finally convinced Winter to rest!
BLESSING:  Winter's school counselor called me back this morning and said she is eligible for a temporary IDEA program!  This is for students with disabilities, and it is a special plan developed by her teachers in association with her doctors recommendations, in order for Winter not to fall behind in her schoolwork!  Praise Father!  What a HUGE blessing this was to hear!
BLESSING:  My doctor said I could eat fudge-sickles again! 
BLESSING:  My doctor said my blood sugar was fine now and to monitor my blood pressure, but he was pretty sure it was from being hospitalized and the massive doses of steroids they had me on.  He was pleased with the progress and agreed with everything the drs at the hospital said.  So, keep moving forward!  Slow, but sure.  Father is too good!
BLESSING:  Winter's dr called back and said children who had the kind of surgery Winter had would not even be back in school yet!  They said sometimes they would do half days and some even tutored for just an hour a day.  Dr definitely wants her to slow down.  She is way over-pushing herself.  They will talk about possible physical therapy for her shoulders to strengthen faster, but that's not for two more weeks or so.  I feel so much better about telling her not to do her school work (for now!).

OK, long enough for this evening.  Many thanks to anyone who is reading and/or praying and/or thinking of us!  Father is good....always!!!

View from a Hospital Bed

I have not been hospitalized since we had our last child, Toby Faith, in October of 2003.  Last week, this was my view.

 ugh.  And right outside the door in the hallway, what picture do they hang?  One for torture! 

I have no complaints.  I'm home.  I love home.  I bet some of you are wondering why in the world I was in the hospital, I mean, a fit, healthy, young lady like myself, right?  No, it was not a mental hospital, although sometimes I wonder if that kind of place would have been better for me.  Maybe one day...

But I digress.  The last few weeks my asthma had been bothering me.  Like normal, I ignored it until I had trouble breathing after just walking down the hall.  My doctor told me to go to the ER last Tuesday.  With no insurance, however, I decided it would be more wise and financially stable to stay at home.  It wasn't.  On Wednesday I was privileged to watch my adorable 2 year old nephew and continue to care for Winter from her back surgery.  That wasn't good for the asthma, which flared so badly that I could barely do anything without coughing for a long time.  Wednesday night was not fun.  So Thursday (the 12th) I told the kids I was going to the ER.  The next thing I knew, they had admitted me with "acute asthma" and "upper respiratory infection."  I was horrified that they would do that to me, having all the responsibility at home!  I have six children, one just recovering from back surgery and another starting her first year of college away from home!  How could they?  And worse yet?  I was stuck on a floor with OLD people!  Apparently they needed to put a heart monitor on me, so that was the reason for my 90 year old room mate and old neighbors.  All the nurses yelled at me...I could hear them!  They didn't need to.  They just kept apologizing saying it was habit. 

I tried everything to get out of there.  I took big deep breaths and tried not to cough.  I inhaled on that stupid plastic measuring cup and tried to make it stay so I could inhale again to make it higher.  (I failed miserably at this)  I tried not to talk so I wouldn't cough when the nurses came in.  I smiled a lot.  I sat up most of the time in bed.  I played games with the nurses on my phone and tried to get them to be my friends so they would tell the doctors I could go home.  I kept telling them how nice they were.  FINALLY, Saturday morning (after two days and two nights away from my children) they let me go home!  I'm certain it had nothing to do with the fact that I was driving them crazy with my sweet personality. 

So I'm home.  And I'm happy.  I wonder if the kids missed me as much as I missed them.  I doubt it, but it's still good to be HOME!  Some day it will be good to all be at our ETERNAL HOME!  But until then, ...one day at a time!

This is my Toddy Bear (and the wedding card he gave me).  He would always sign little notes with "Your Toddy Bear" and a paw print!  Miss you, Toddy Bear!!

100 Months Later

September 6, 2013...100 months.  Relay started at 6:30 pm...same time Todd went to heaven.  Everything still hurts.  Went to Relay for Life.  Absolutely painful. 

My Father in Heaven, Why does this still hurt so badly?  Why Todd?  I know I've asked these questions many times over the last 100 months, but WHY?  I watched the Survivor's Lap at Relay For Life.  Shouldn't Todd have been walking in that group?  What about all those bags lit in remembrance of those who have died from that horrible disease CANCER?  What about Todd's bag?  I'm sorry if I am selfish, but I REALLY HATE CANCER.  Please help me dear Father.  I need you now to be close and to hold me close to yourself.  I love you, Lord God, please hold me.  Don't let go.  I need you.

Summer, School, Scoliosis, and Socialization

This summer has been one of the busiest summers and emotionally difficult summers I've ever experienced, yet the blessings have and are abounding in our family!  Our Heavenly Father has been so very, very good to us in His provision, protection, care, faithfulness, and love. 

Our church had a wonderful Vacation Bible School this summer.  Although I was not able to write puppet scripts, Father provided in allowing others to minister in that area and do a great job.  Although not all of us were able to serve together as in previous years, Father provided strength and help from others, and I was privileged to minister with a lady who I found to be delightful!  It was a good week.

My schooling has continued in pursuit of my Master's in Education, and I am so excited to be learning and writing and researching new and interesting areas.  Father has been so caring and loving and providing me wisdom and strength to be able to continue to get good grades.  Praise Him! 

Our fifth child, Winter Hope, had scoliosis surgery on August 7, and she is doing incredibly well.  Looking back and when I was looking forward to this surgery, I could not imagine ever making it through without Todd/Daddy by my side.  It seemed as though an impassable mountain.  However, friends and family, but mostly Father, were there.  I'm sitting here typing and still cannot believe it's over.  What a miracle.  Here are Winter's before and after X-rays of her spine. 

The surgeon put rods in her back and pins.  Amazing.  Winter is a trooper.  She's been amazing through this whole thing and has said several times, "That's the power of prayer."  For a fourteen year old girl, she is absolutely amazing.  Our other children were there for her as well.  I love my family!!!  and I'm so proud of all our children.  God has blessed, over and over and over and over and over and over!

Our fourth child, Tiffany Grace, will be heading off to college in a few weeks.  Looking forward, again, I don't know how to do this without Todd.  She is the first of our children to leave our home.  I'm so proud of her and so thankful to our Heavenly Father for working in her life, yet driving her to college (from PA to SC) and settling her in and then driving home again is definitely not something I'm looking forward to.  It's all good.  I know that.  I just want Todd to be a part of this.  It hurts.

There's more to share, but that is all I can muster tonight.  I've seen Father work in miraculous ways this summer.  I've felt His love and care like never before.  I don't even want to think where I would be if it were not for Him.  Many have said to me, "I don't know how you have and are raising six children as a single Mom."  I tell them it's not me...it's all Him!