Every time I make a peanut butter sandwich, I think of my grandmother.
I have memories of my grandma baking bread from scratch, its’ warm aroma permeating her house and beckoning me like a light beckons one to heaven. 859 more words
Since October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month I decided to process out loud the loss of my two sweet children. My hope is others who have experienced the loss of a child will find hope through my experiences. 1,494 more words