In Dedication

Our book, documenting our trip across Spain, is now available at the link below.

Una Vida, Un Camino: Camino de Santiago de Compostela, Francés


Momma, I love you. And I dedicate this book to you- and everything that you were, and all the good that remains on this earth because of your sacrifice and love. I hope that this book brings you joy. I love you momma.

Thoughts

I still often think of calling mom when something happens in life that I want to share with her. Reaching for the phone, I start to cry sometimes. And realize... she is living it with me now.

I love you mom. Always and forever.

some know the pain

Heard this song the other day.

Sissy's Song. Alan Jackson.

Made me realize that others do share the same pain. For now, I have to take it one day at a time. Thank you Lord for making things a bit easier by blessing my life. I know that Mom is safe now. And happy. And most of all- she can breathe. "Praise the Lord my mother can breathe and she has no pain."

Home

After two wonderful months of being abroad, I am glad to be home. I must admit though, being in the house without Mom is very hard. It is quite a reality shock. I miss her. Sometimes I look in a direction out of habit to talk to her, and then remember that she is not there. After returning from Spain, pulling into the drive and not seeing her beautiful smiling face at the door was very difficult. I lost it. Cried in the drive for an hour. I couldn't bring myself to walk into the house.

Sometimes while I was in Spain, I thought about calling her to tell her about all the amazing things that were happening... and then I remembered- oh yeah. She is with me. But I can't call her.

Mom I miss you more than anyone could ever imagine. But I am happy that you are walking with Jesus. I love you Mom. I love you.

Amo Espana

I am back from Spain, but I have decided to return next week. Will continue to update the blog.

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Spain

I thank the Lord that I have the opportunity to go to Spain with Alexa. And now... momma gets to go with me.

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no ....

So many things creep back to me about that night. A nurse- no gloves. Blood everywhere. The transfer to the room- no oxygen (no one checked it). There is more, but it pains my soul.