by Emily Wierenga | Aug 16, 2013 | death, deidra riggs, faith, funeral, grief, husband, loss, love, mother-in-law, mourning, sadness
I had the privilege of meeting my dear friend Deidra Riggs in the flesh this past spring at the Jumping Tandem retreat, and she is every bit as authentic in person as she is on paper. I’m so happy to be able to host her today.My mother-in-law passed away in... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 23, 2013 | bad week, blues, childloss, crying, daughter, depression, faith, miscarriage, motherhood, poo, prayer, sadness, shit, swearing
Tuesday was one of the hardest days I’ve ever experienced, as a mother.It was the kind of day that found me hunched over carpets, muttering and scrubbing, because my youngest son, whom I thought was potty-trained, decided he wasn’t anymore and pooped and... by Emily Wierenga | Dec 5, 2012 | depression, faith, foster care, humility, imperfect prose on thursdays, Jesus, mary the mother of Jesus, motherhood, sadness, she loves magazine, virgin mary
As of this month I have no one. My nanny, a girl of 18 who’s been coming since we took the boys in, has moved. Trent has started coaching, so the hours are long in the bleak of winter dark and the kids are so small that I bundle them all up in snow-pants and toques... by Emily Wierenga | Nov 16, 2012 | childhood, cutting, eating disorders, food, foster children, God, gospel, guilt, healing, heaven, love, medication, mental illness, motherhood, pain, purging, sadness, saving, sorrow
(before watching video, scroll down and pause music player on right-hand side of blog…)it’s been a bloody kind of week.you know, the kind that seeps all red onto pillows from little boys’ noses after they’ve hurt themselves on purpose because... by Emily Wierenga | Apr 1, 2012 | cross, death, disappointment, Easter, hope, Jesus, killed, Palm Sunday, sadness
Jesus was destined to disappoint.he says this from the pulpit, and i see her, the girl who sits in the front row with her mother. the girl with no hair and no leg, who’s lost everything to chemo, and yet, she’s in church.the children march in with palm...