Cooking up Grief

  • Twinkly Lights in Blue Pandemic Days

    Several years ago, I created a devotional for the grieving and brokenhearted. I called it Twinkly Lights in Blue Days. It’s sat there in my kitchen for anyone that might have wanted it or needed in the years that followed.… Continue reading

    Twinkly Lights in Blue Pandemic Days
  • Naming the Dead

    On Friday, I attended a conversation hosted by the BTS Center called It’s Okay to Grieve. Allen Ewing-Merrill, the new Executive Director of this organization, is also a friend, He and his wife and sweet girls arrived in Maine while… Continue reading

    Naming the Dead
  • Thirty Three Years Later

    Last night, my baby girl couldn’t sleep. It has been many months since she was up every two hours but last night she returned to this familiar routine. She wasn’t always hungry. It seemed that she just wanted to know… Continue reading

    Thirty Three Years Later
  • An Expert In My Own Grief

    Expert was the word that made me laugh in her email. I do not feel like an expert in anything. I’ve rather owned that pastors are the last generalists. We dabble in this and that. We have a lot of… Continue reading

    An Expert In My Own Grief
  • Insistent Hope

    It is the first Sunday of Advent and I sat in church. I sat in that pew with my baby bouncing on my lap to hear hope insisted upon. Maybe hope needs to come that way. Maybe it will only… Continue reading

    Insistent Hope
  • Grief and Parenting, Part 5678

    I didn’t take my daughters to my mother’s grave.  I meant to. It was something that I intended to do while we were in the area for my sister’s wedding. My brother had even asked if we could go together.… Continue reading

    Grief and Parenting, Part 5678
  • Grief in the Midst of Joy

    In just four days, it’ll be thirty-two years since she died. It will be thirty-two years since my mother died. I have to pull out a calculator every year to subtract from the current year. Surely, it hasn’t been that… Continue reading

    Grief in the Midst of Joy
  • Twinkly Lights in Blue Days

    Jan Richardson lost her beloved husband Gary during Advent. It was more sudden than the wars and rumors of war that the gospel Mark hints it could be. Nobody saw it coming and the grief lingered for many more seasons.… Continue reading

    Twinkly Lights in Blue Days
  • Tell the Children

    I sat there with my daughter in my lap turning the pages. Matt de la Pena’s book Love was sent to me by my cousin. She said it reminded her of me. So my heart was already in my throat… Continue reading

    Tell the Children
  • How to Pray Before Giving Birth

    This afternoon, after church was over, I finished Rabbi Harold S. Kushner’s international bestseller When Bad Things Happen to Good People. It might seem like an odd book to pick off the shelf for a woman who is expecting to… Continue reading

    How to Pray Before Giving Birth