Sorry it’s been awhile. I came down with the flu for about a week. Boy, was this the worst time to get sick!
We finally found a pentecostal/charismatic church. It’s 40 minutes away which is quite a bit when your last two churches were 10 and 2o minutes away but it gives Paul and I some [...]
Archive for the ‘wounded’ Category
21 Jun
Just Being Human
10 Jun
Sorry it’s been a few days but there’s been very little to report. Thankfully, my mother-in-law is still with us. Her vitals have been good and stable and she’s been awake. It allows us to spend more time with her. Unfortuately, this time is bittersweet. Occasionally she is very lucid, she knows what is happening [...]
4 Jun
Yesterday Paul and his siblings had to make the difficult decision of putting his mom in hospice. They considered in-home care but with the amount of pain that she’s in it would be better for her to be in a hospice facility where she can have round-the-clock care. It’s a really nice place and very [...]
3 Jun
Deja Vu
In 2001, Paul lost his sister Kristi to a brain tumor after an 11-year long battle. As the tumor and its affects began to overtake her brain, her mental and physical abilities began to decline. Paul and his extended family are now forced to watch his mother go through the same thing at a much [...]
27 May
Perspective
A lot of people have mentioned to me that it’s pretty incredible that I uprooted my life to support my husband in moving out to Pennsylvania. This is odd to me because, quite frankly, Paul is my life. Our lives became one almost six years ago. His family is my family. His needs are my [...]
21 Jun
Update – It’s Been Awhile
Due to my struggles with PPD and the recent loss of my father, I’ve decided to leave my job. All of this just proved to be a little too much to handle. Paul and I felt that is was also a season where we needed to step away from our church, which was a very [...]
30 May
Surfing
Grief is such a strange emotion. Because it moves from one extreme to the other. It’s not stable. It’s not consistent. It’s not as if you feel one emotion on a consistent basis. One day I’m moving on with my life, encouraged in living out a legacy that my dad left me. And regardless of [...]
30 Apr
Will the Real Teresa Please Stand Up
So, I have begun my path on the road to recovery. To claw myself out of the depths of post-partum depression back to (hopefully) feeling like myself again. And as I say and think those words, I wonder, “What does that even mean?” The last time I remember feeling like myself was when I had [...]
29 Apr
Will the Real Teresa Please Stand Up
So, I have begun my path on the road to recovery. To claw myself out of the depths of post-partum depression back to (hopefully) feeling like myself again. And as I say and think those words, I wonder, “What does that even mean?” The last time I remember feeling like myself was when I had [...]
5 Apr
Fragile And Feeling It
I’m singing at a friend’s funeral tomorrow. He died of cancer. I sang at another friend’s funeral almost 4 years ago to the day who also died of complications relating to cancer. I sang at a 2-year old girl’s funeral back in 2002 who died of a brain tumor. And I have to say [...]
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