A Good Friday tenebrae service is one of my favorite times in church. In Latin “tenebrae” means shadows or darkness in Latin. In a tenebrae service, there is a gradual extinguishing of candles while reflecting on the death of Jesus. For Christians, the Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter services are holy and foundational to their faith. In addition, the… Read More
On February 2, my family and I remembered our son Zachariah who was stillborn thirteen years ago. The notes, flowers, and words of comfort we continue to receive from friends and family are precious. Thank you. When people are reminded of how long it has been, often they say, “Oh, he would have been a teenager.” Painful words of what… Read More
Twelve years ago, our son died. The next day he was born, still. I know. It is backwards. There is nothing right about a child dying. Words often fail to capture our emotions. Either we cannot speak or there are no words. As a loving tribute to Zachariah, I share this poem. Twelve Years Unspoken Entering my… Read More
This Mother’s Day, I look forward to sharing it with my amazing daughters. They are the world to me, and I am honored to be their mom. I am also a mother to my son, Zachariah, who was stillborn 11 years ago. I share this post in hope that mothers who are grieving the loss of a child will find… Read More
Writing about grief brings the honor of listening to others’ stories of loss. In those stories, I hear pain but also tributes of love. Parents grieving for a daughter, 47 years later. A husband missing his beloved wife for 20 years. A couple grieving for a child as intensely now as when he died a year ago. People move on… Read More
