About This Blog

My blog shares my recovery journey from childhood abuse to living with mental illness. I've been involved in twelve step groups and therapy since 1982. I accepted Jesus as my Savior in 1988. To the best of my ability, I have followed where He wants me to go and what He wants me to do. Maybe you'll find the hope and strength you need through what I write. Maybe you want to stop hurting yourself. Maybe you have a friend who needs help and can benefit from my story. I was newly disabled when I asked God this question: "What do you want me to do with my life?" I closed my eyes and paused for a few moments to still my mind. This is what I sensed from Him: "Amy, I want you to write your story to bring hope and healing to those who are still suffering." And that's exactly what I am doing!

Thursday, April 16, 2020

10 Years Without Aaron

4/16/10 - 4/16/20

The tenderness in my heart,
the ink on my arm,
the memories of that horrible week,
remind me that you are gone.

Sorrow never ends no matter how much time passes.

My body remembers by sleeping most of the week.

Today is the night you died...ten years ago.  Yesterday, we all said our good-byes in preparation of organ donation this morning and you weren't expected to breathe on your own for long afterward.  We weren't supposed to see you again.
But today your strong heart breathed on it's own and we were blessed with many more hours.

Of looking at your beautiful face and listening to machines monitoring you...
Of family being able to have their final good-byes...hugs and kisses and tears...
Of the hours ticking by until your family surrounded you and then in...

The Silence.

It is well.
With my soul.
It is well..it is well...with my soul.

And peace flowing like a river, you met Jesus.

I grieve.
I rejoice.
I miss watching you grow up.

Can't wait to see you, my dear nephew.
New spiritual body, new name, whole.
Lacking nothing.

Smile!
See you soon.
In God's time.