In the Raw – Our God is in Control

I was overwhelmed. I can remember those feelings every year – trying to be strong and to navigate everything while feeling so emotionally and physically weak. And this year is no different. Except that, despite all of my could be’s and should be’s from the past week, I am reminded, kindly, gently, by a Father who has never been anything but loving and trustworthy and good to me, that He is.

In the Raw – What Could Have Been

A particularly trying day with my kids on Sunday left me thinking a lot about those things.  The two hours spent getting everyone dressed and out the door for, and then sitting through, church leave me feeling steamrolled, and maybe it was because of the girls’ upcoming birthday, but on that particular day, I spent a lot of time wondering if I could have managed if my twins were with us. And if they were, would we still have our sweet youngest daughter?  If things are difficult and I feel overwhelmed with four, am I glad that I don’t have two more?  Did God know I couldn’t handle it?

In the Raw – Worth It

Whatever it takes to save them, we said, it will be worth it. We will do it.

But Fiona’s heart was no longer beating the day after the surgery, and suddenly our world came crashing down around us.

We’d wanted four children, but not like this. Not five minus one.

In the Raw – Comfort From My Father

I remembered that He refines us by fire, and that when a refiner is working with precious metals, making them pure and perfecting them, he holds them in the fire just until he can see his own reflection and all the impurities are burned away – not for a moment longer.  And then, he takes them out.  But he doesn’t just leave them.  He molds them into something special.

In the Raw – The What Ifs

There were several times that I was afraid to speak up or to sound pushy.  I let the medical staff do what it felt was best, but I was Brigid’s only voice.  I could have advocated for her better.  There are so many things that I can think of that, if they’d been handled differently, might have resulted in her still being here. Or they might not have. I will never know.

In the Raw – How many kids do you have?

Any parent who has lost a child knows how painful this seemingly benign question can be.

To most people doing the asking it’s just a way to make small talk. Just getting to know you a little bit more. They have no idea about the internalized chain reaction of thoughts and decisions they set off by asking this.

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