A year ago today, Meg hit her head on the slide. Strangely enough, it was one of the best things to ever happen. I can’t say time has flown, but it’s ticked to God’s will. Many nights I’d lay with my hand on my chest feeling my heartbeat. It was betraying in a Read More …
Author: Kylie
All The Little Things
Meg’s hair is finally long enough to fit in a ponytail! It’s something so small and simple but every time I wrap the band around her hair, I feel the gratitude. Days are made up of all these small things we fail to recognize the difference they make, and importance they hold. Read More …
When The Good Is Too Dear
Meg’s been having a really good week and it’s so good to see! Sometimes it feels like we search for the good in the bad and when the bad leaves, we’re almost afraid to touch the good in case it’s not real. So I try to not let her overdo it because I Read More …
Finding Deliverance In Our Problems
Meg’s surgeon visit went like the initial one we had last summer. While she has symptoms it’s not worth the risks of surgery. Since her body didn’t do well on the brain pressure medication, even a low dose of it isn’t an option. I’m grateful it’s not as bad as it was or can Read More …
The Luckiest Kids Ever
I figured 2 days on the road with the kids would test my hair strength, but it’s actually been really good. I haven’t pulled my hair out (yet). When we pulled up at SeaWorld the kids faces dropped in shock. The surprise was priceless! They kept asking if it was really it and if Read More …
Moving Forward When Sliding Back
We are headed south. Houston Neurosurgery called and Meg is to be checked in Monday morning. Seeing the left side of Meg’s face slack, I know there’s no getting out of it. We have to go. Isaiah 30:21 NIV Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a Read More …
When I Have No Song
I hear Meg outside whistling. She stops and listens to hear the baby birds. The ones who’s nest rests on the downspout that I didn’t have the heart to knock down. The mama had wove in ribbon from a yard decoration Meg made, and Meg was proud they liked it too. I hear her Read More …
When Jesus’s Blessings Are Hard
Meg came out of the endoscope Monday exhausted. I picked her up and held her in the rocking chair. She laid her head against me, her voice rasping through her sore throat, “Mom, do you know how much I’ve suffered?” I pulled her close hoping she’d fall back to sleep and stop thinking about Read More …
Becoming What We Never Were Before
I got up this morning thankful to be taking Meg to her kindergarten checkup. I overlooked it was also a pre-op appointment since she’ll be put to sleep for tests next week. It felt like we were heading in the right direction, one step closer to normal. Then Meg woke up. As I mindlessly Read More …
Overcoming Doubt
We pulled into the parking lot at the hospital this morning when Meg asked, “Do you think I’m brave enough Mom?” I slid the car into park and looked at her. Her question didn’t rack my brain, it pierced my heart. Of course you are I tell her. You’re brave, courageous, and feisty Read More …