Redefining my identify & finding my purpose.

My world came to a halt on May 2, 2016 in the PICU of Lurie Children’s Hospital in Chicago. This is the day my young son’s heart stopped beating while I held him in my arms. Up until this moment, I was a mom to triplets, a mom to a special needs boy, a mom trying to keep up with the daily grind of young kids and managing a home, a mom struggling with her purpose in this world and her identity.

Who had I even become? And what was I meant to be … now?

After about a year of just making it through each day, I realized this was how things were meant to turn out. He was only meant to be mine for a short time. But he was going to have an impact on this world. He had fulfilled his purpose here and now it was up to me to see it out. I felt called to establish a foundation in his name.

And I had started writing as an outlet for my grief, an outlet for my pain. I wanted to start this website to share some of my writing. This will not be an official blog, but more of a spot for me to post some thoughts, some essays, news about what we’re doing and any updates that seem appropriate.

Thank you for being here. I hope you find what you are looking for.