Today marks the second anniversary of Blake’s death. Some people call it an angelversary or remembrance of the date of passing. It’s just a really hard and shitty day for Jeff and I. It’s a reminder (although we never forget) that our baby is no longer with us. It feels like yesterday and so long… Continue reading August 10, 2016
Today, August 1, marks the beginning of SMA (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) Awareness month. August is my least favorite month of the year. On the 10th, we will come around to the second anniversary of Blake’s death. The only thing that helps me through this month is trying to do good in her name and making… Continue reading SMA awareness month
I traveled this week to Southern Oregon where my Grandmother and other extended family lives. We had gotten a call days before that required my mom to emergently travel. When she arrived it was clear to my sister and I that we should follow. I won’t go into detail (because I don’t think my Grandma… Continue reading Kindness matters
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
