My Umbrella

After school today, I stood outside at the parent pick up line with a huge umbrella.  Two other teachers stood with me, braving the afternoon rainstorm, with smaller umbrellas.  I admit that I was a bit pouty and not particularly thrilled...

Isabelle’s Airport Miracle

Our trip home from Japan was quite possibly the worst traveling experience that I have ever had. Our little St. Isabelle Clare provided what I would consider to be a miracle to get us home, and for that I am...

A Christmas Rainbow

Leaving our house for the holidays has felt a bit like I am leaving my daughter behind while we are going off to celebrate Christmas. I have struggled a bit with these emotions even though I know that our daughter...

The House is Quiet

The stress and busyness that comes with the holidays has left my mind fairly distracted this month. It has been a delicate balance of keeping my mind distracted yet still honoring the memory of my daughter in small ways. The...

Carry Me

  These two pictures define the last few weeks for me. The first is something that I received in the mail. Notice how the stamp says, “Please do not bend,” and it has clearly been bent to fit inside my...

Isabelle’s Stocking

My husband comes from an Italian family with many traditions. There are certain movies that are watched, foods that are always made, and a certain ornament that is always licked (EW!) each Christmas. My own family’s traditions are a bit...

Being Thankful is a Choice

In years past, on Thanksgiving, I enjoyed many wonderful meals with family while we shared all of the things for which we were thankful.  I can recall numerous childhood Thanksgivings surrounded by grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.  Some were spent in...