Hello, friend. Thank you for stopping by my blog. For starters, I’m a mom to three kiddos, a wife, and a believer in Jesus Christ. I’ve worked in social services since 1994; specifically, child welfare since 2001, and have witnessed great heartache through my work, but also immense joy. I have sat face to face with infertile families struggling to find meaning in their barrenness. Their tears, silent at times, reflect a great loss that can be misunderstood in our society. I have also rejoiced in the reunification of children with their biological families.
My life has also been personally touched by infertility, foster care, and adoption. An emergency hysterectomy was performed on me at the age of eleven in order to save my life from a lethal bacterial infection. I grew up knowing I would never have biological children and that I was vastly different from my peers. I have gone through the loss, grief, anger, and ultimately, understanding of it all. I know that the Lord scripted my life with great purpose. His promises are true.
I always felt that somewhere tucked deep in my soul was a desire to write about my experience with barrenness. It took many years, and lots of soul-searching (with a little bit of courage) to tell my story to the world. I know I am not alone in this struggle. My hope is that others whose lives have been interrupted by infertility will find a measure of comfort, encouragement, and insight from this fellow traveler.
My blog is partly a result of all of the thoughts, questions, and feelings I have carried through the years regarding my hysterectomy, barrenness, and the Lord’s story of my life. It is also a love letter of sorts to my children.
I am also a Staff Storyteller for the website Adoption.com and am in the (long and tedious) process of writing a memoir about my experience with barrenness, faith, foster care, and adoption.
So come on in. Stay a while. You are always welcome.
Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.