I've been missing Owen so much more than usual lately. I always miss him, but lately it's been more intensified. Maybe it's beca...

Right after we lost Owen, I read Holding Onto Hope , by Nancy Guthrie. Her words spoke to my aching soul in a way no other human could. In ...

2014 was the happiest year of my life. Brian and I met the love of our lives, our precious baby boy. For several hours, we were bursting ...

In a little more than two months, we will celebrate Owen's first birthday. While this is not the type of celebration I had hoped for, w...

I haven't written about our recent changes because in the grand scheme of everything, they seem so insignificant. We are thankful that a...

It was so wonderful to start a new tradition today honoring Owen by random acts of kindness. His six month birthday was the perfect time t...

I'm constantly trying to think of new ways to incorporate Owen into our daily lives. Even though he's not here, he is a huge part o...

I just wanted to share with everyone that my cousin's husband, Matt Barr is participating in the upcoming American Heart Association H...

People often tell me what a strong person I am. How they can't imagine what I'm going through, and that they don't know how they...

First anniversaries. There are so many. The day I found out I was pregnant, the day we first heard his heartbeat, the first ultrasound, when...

Our last week in Atlanta was an emotional one for me. There wasn't a day without tears, and some days were filled with lots. Moving to a...

I've been in a funk lately. Maybe it's because I've been so consumed by packing for our move and living in a house full of boxe...

May, 2014. This is when Brian and I decided it would be a good time to start looking for a new job and possibly relocate. Owen would be thre...

Yesterday I had to go back to work.Yesterday also just so happened to be the day Owen would have turned three months old. Before he was born...

One thing that Brian and I agree on easily is names. Some couples battle it out and take months to finally agree on what to name their chil...

Mother's Day weekend was hard. It was a harsh reminder that I was supposed to be a mom. I am a mom. Owen made me one, and no other perso...

...continued from Parts One , Two , Three , Four , & Five Our drive home that night was strange. The last time we had driven on the in...