This was the simple question from my young son as I was helping him in the shower one night… simply trying to get him to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, for what felt like the millionth time.
Hi! I’m Elizabeth and thank you for visiting. I write about my kids, my home, my grief, and creating a Purposeful Home. Welcome to Finding My Purpose!
This was the simple question from my young son as I was helping him in the shower one night… simply trying to get him to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, for what felt like the millionth time.
Dear daughter. I love you more than you know.
These days, when I hear ‘you don’t like me,’ it quickly breaks my heart into a thousand pieces.
Why do you say that? And what have I ever done to make you feel that I don’t like you?
When you are sick, I want to make you well.
I received a call from the PICU around 10:30pm saying that Benjamin had an ‘episode’ and I should come to the hospital as soon as I could. My husband was actually already on his way. I had been in Ben’s room all day, and Rob and I were doing a shift change. He would stay overnight.
It was a Monday.
When I started thinking about developing a children’s book series late 2017, I jotted down a list of possible stories and where I thought it might go. And I knew I wanted it to reflect and pull from our own experiences as a family and Ben’s personal experiences, honoring him and his time here.