I literally only got one shot of this cuteness! We were taking a little break during school, when I hear Mckenna reading one of the little picture books to Addie. By the time I got my camera and took my first shot, Addie had turned around, saw me and that was it. It was a horrible picture, blurry and all, but we captured a memory I don't want to forget!
Please pray for our dear friends the Lowes. Matt and Helen are 2 of the most godly people you will meet and have been walking through a severe trial for many years. Matt has a brain tumor and has undergone 4 surgeries so far for it. Starting on Thursday evening, he has been experiencing one seizure after another, and doctors have not been able to stop them and do not know what is causing them. Please pray for them.
Read more...Last week Addie took a bit of a fall...err, I dropped her. BUT, I was actually trying to protect her! As with everyone else in Maryland, we have been infested with the not so likeable stink bugs. Dave had just told me Wednesday evening that they do bite and it stings!
With the warm weather last week, they were out and flying everywhere. At one point on Thursday afternoon, we needed to go to the store and so I started to gather everyone up. I was carrying out Addie to the van, when I saw one flying right toward her in my arms. All I could think was, "Get her out of it's path, duck, do something!" In an effort to keep it from landing on her, I spun around, ducked and she went flying out of my arms on the driveway. I was about 2 feet above the ground, but it was a hard fall. I went running over to the Brewers in tears. Jen took her and we worked on calming her down. Dave and Jen thought she was ok. She was alert and perky after awhile, but a little later, Dave took her to the ER to get her checked out. I cried off and on this whole time, feeling like the worst mom ever! But the doctor said she was just fine and I could not have been happier when she and Dave returned home.
It was not until Saturday that I took a picture of her. She looked much better by then and the huge bump was just a bruise. I'm grateful she'll never remember it!
As for the stink bugs and my thoughts on them...that's a whole post in itself!
Today marks two years since Alivia entered our lives. I awoke this morning, with vivid memories of being in labor with her and the joy of meeting her for the first time.
So many thoughts filled my mind today. At one point, I was pondering how merciful the Lord has been to us, in giving us another little girlie so quickly. Although she in no way replaces Alivia or takes the pain away, she has been an immense source of joy and her cheerful, easy, and affectionate personality is just what our family has needed in this season. The Lord has carried us and sustained us as we have walked through this most challenging trial of our lives and also the numerous other trials that have accompanied it.
I read something recently by John Piper that I love. He writes, "The deepest need that you and I have in weakness and adversity is not quick relief, but the well-grounded confidence that what is happening to us is part of the greatest purpose of God in the universe - the glorification of the grace and power of his Son - the grace and power that bore him to the cross and kept him there until the work of love was done. That's what God is building into our lives."
We have known anything, but quick relief in this trial and the others since, although that is often what I have desired. However, His grace has become more glorious to us and the Cross more magnificent in our eyes. He continues to do a great work in us.
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This is probably the first and last time you will see an H2O post twice in a row here! That's because I'm linking to someone else's blog who just wrote a very helpful post on the topic of comforting others in grief. Read here.
Read more...After writing my previous post on reading, I realized that it might be helpful to write up something more general about all the mental challenges that accompanied grief for me (and in ways still does). From there I might touch more specifically on certain areas that fall within this.
From the moment we found Alivia's lifeless body, my mind went into shock. From that point, lasting days and weeks on end, my mind and thoughts were doing things that I had never experienced before. The mind can only process so much at one time, and my mind was totally preoccupied with processing what just happened, was it real, and a multitude of things, too many to list. On top of that, was just the utter depths of sadness and sorrow. And also that my mind was exhausted. So, that left little room for thinking through normal life stuff.
For many months, others around me had to make decisions, think through and help clarify and explain things that would have been easy for the normal person to process. I was very slow and could barely do much with my days. I remember so many times, my sister would ask me if I wanted to do a certain thing on a given day or how I wanted to go about handling something and I literally could not give her an answer. She would just make a decision for me and go with it. I honestly did not care much about certain details and was just grateful someone was helping to decide something for me. And I knew that if I needed to, I could voice a preference. But that rarely happened.
During this season, I was also extremely forgetful. In the month following Alivia's death, I forgot my dad's birthday and neglected to include Dave's brother-in-law in a surprise party for him, to name a few. I even remember being in the grocery store and not even remembering why I was there. Added to this was the sleeping meds that I was on. In the early weeks it was hard to just close my eyes at any point during the day, especially at night. Memories would flood my mind. I took something at night that knocked me out and it was a means of grace for that season. However, they started to have adverse effects. I would do things that I later did not remember doing and even left burners on and faucets running for hours. Soon after these incidents, with God's help, I started to sleep with out the use of aids. But I still was forgetful of things that I normally would not have been, simply due to the grieving.
After awhile, all of this was frustrating for me. My capacity for doing things was so minimized. It was very humbling and the Lord did use that time to show me more of Him and His strength in my weakness. He did provide for every need. Dave wonderfully led me during this time. I remember trying to go about reading friend's blogs and all they were doing. It was the holiday season. I read about and saw pictures of other moms going about normal traditions with their kids - making cookies, crafts, and gifts. It was so tempting for me. I just could not do any of that. In fact, I needed help just to make cranberry bread for neighbors for Christmas. So, Dave asked me not to read blogs for a season and to minimize how much I was reading online. This was so helpful and enabled me to concentrate on the very simple things of life - clothing and feeding the girls, getting rest, and trusting God.
One thing I was able to do and served me was typing out my thoughts, fears and ways that I saw God at work. I did this primarily on my blog. It was too hard for me to write with pen and paper. My mind was so distracted when I tried to do this and I was often left crying. Typing was was easier. And because I was so desperate for the prayers of others, this was a way for friends and family to see where I was at and where I needed prayer. I also wanted to give God glory for each day that he carried me through and for others to see that I had met my absolute greatest fear face to face, and in it, God was sustaining me. As I think back, these were the times that the Lord gave me the most clarity of thought. No, I didn't understand much of what was going on, wasn't even able to remember how to cook a meal, but the Lord enabled me to think through and wrestle with truth like never before. And fruit was born in my soul.
During this season, I remember regularly thinking about 2 Corinthians 12:9,10b, "But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me...For when I am weak, then I am strong."
I was so weak, mentally, physically and emotionally. But the Lord was using my weakness to strengthen my soul. And He gave me the grace sufficient for each day. There were days that my mind was so full of pain that all I could do was cry and have my little girls pray for me. And even though I could not bake with them, or cook for them, the Lord was even doing a work in their hearts. He was imparting to them a desire for heaven and a better understanding of our Savior who has rescued our souls from the curse of sin and death.
If you are walking through grief, you probably can relate to the mental challenges I've touched on and many that I've haven't even mentioned (there are many). This is so normal. Where others are offering to help, let them. In fact, let them help as much as they are willing. It's a season for you to receive care and much of it. If someone asks you about preferences or to make a decision that you just cannot make at the moment, tell them so. And ask them to make the decision for you. Also, give yourself lots of time. Your mind will slowly start to process better, but it can take a long time. God will help you.
A word to friends and family. Be very understanding and patient during these times. Your grieving friend or relative is not going to remember or be able to process much. You may not receive returned emails or phone calls, even if you are a very close friend. It will best serve your grieving friend if you don't question them or make conclusions ("she's mad at me," or "I offended her", etc.). Just know her limitations and continue to serve, think the best and pray for her. Offer services or better yet, just tell her you will be doing _________ (making a meal, cleaning their house, babysitting, etc.) and simply ask that them to tell you if it would not serve. I often found that it was more helpful for someone to tell me they were going to do something for me as opposed to asking if they could.
School is coming along for Mckenna. Math takes the most time each day. Today was a hard day with it. She just wasn't getting some of the concepts. When we were done counting money we went to review and work on using a ruler. She's learning about measuring with inches. It was refreshing for both of us that it was coming so easy and she was getting every problem right.
Days are getting shorter around here and we are soaking up the last bit of summer. we packed up some popcorn and snacks and headed to the park...
The other night we were eating out on the deck. After dinner I looked over and Mckenna was measuring Addie's head with a piece of paper. A few moments later she had put together a little hat that looked like a miniature version of an Indian headdress, except this one with a leaf. She's so creative and artsy like her dad. Anyway, it was so cute!
Sisters!
The other night we had a family picnic at the park. It was one of those lovely, cool evenings we had over the weekend. Addie got her very first ride on a swing...
...and she loved it!
After writing my previous post on reading, I realized that it might be helpful to write up something more general about all the mental challenges that accompanied grief for me (and in ways still does). From there I might touch more specifically on certain areas that fall within this.
from Addie. When she laughs everyone laughs. I love her little contagious belly laugh. Enjoy!
Addie Laughs from Heather Castro on Vimeo.
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