by Darlene Schacht | Oct 1, 2010 | Hope, Memories, Miscarriage, Motherhood, Pro-Life
Dear Child of Mine,It started at the mall—that moment I knew I was born to be your mom and that you belonged to me. Dad and I had decided to shop our separate ways—his, the hardware department; mine, the pharmacy, where I scraped $14.25 together, so I could tinkle on...
by Darlene Schacht | Sep 16, 2010 | Comfort, Depression, Hope, Storms
Speckled and freckled beneath the waves of his sun bleached hair, is a five-year-old boy who’s “all growed up.” The sun has stained his cheeks to a rosy shade of pink, but he takes little notice of this, as he’s only particular about his...
