We have been working on something for a little while so I’ll rewind back a bit. Jeff and I always thought we’d have lots of kids. Ok, maybe just me but Jeff married me so whatever. After we lost Blake, we were surprised by our pregnancy with Ayla. We are so grateful to be our girls’… Continue reading New adventures
We aren’t very religious. I would say even less so since Blake died. Sometimes I think we’re spiritual but I don’t know. I’ve never been one to tie myself to anything like that. I wish I was certain about what happens after this life like so many others are. But I’m not. A few weeks… Continue reading Why?
This is our third year of making Team Blake shirts. We design a new shirt every year around this time because of a walk we do for Cure SMA. We aren’t doing so well this year with only 6 people who have purchased so far. Help us out! If you can’t help by buying a… Continue reading Team Blake
I was driving to work the other day and the guy on the radio was talking about Father’s Day. He asked people to call in and answer the question, “What is something your Dad told you that you’ve always remembered? Something that just really sticks with you.” I knew my answer immediately. When I was… Continue reading Something my Dad told me
It feels like Blakey slips away more and more as time passes. It’s harder for us to find moments that are full of her. A while back the idea came up to plant a tree for her. At first I thought it was silly. Then I realized the meaning of it: something that we could… Continue reading A tree for my girl
Today, the girls, Jeff and I attended an annual memorial service at Seattle Children’s. This was our first year since we were unable to go last year. We walked into the same auditorium I spoke on a parent panel back in March. This time there was a table full of pictures and mementos of children… Continue reading Love never leaves
A very kind person made a comment to me the other day. She had looked at some of my Facebook photos and then said, “I’m so glad to see you are happy now after all you’ve been through.” That one really got me thinking. How do you measure happiness? Smiling for a photo? Laughing at… Continue reading Happy now?