Carl, Ellie and Naise Life

I am so thankful that he warned me so I was prepared with Kleenex when he started talking. Brandon proceeded to share our infertility with our church family during the praise and thanksgiving service. Some already knew our story, but not everyone. The drive behind him finally sharing - not just our story, but his anger and frustrations with God - came from our Revival a week ago.  As the final service of Revival came to a close, we approached Rob, the speaker of the Revival, and asked that he pray with us. Now, I have only seen Brandon cry once prior to that prayer time - when I had to tell him that Cado died at the vet's office. That night, I saw my husband be truly unguarded on the subject. Rob encouraged us to share our story...not just because there are other families who have also experienced infertility or maybe some that will someday, but because the frustration, the anger, the hurt are very real to many people for many reasons. Brandon had already talked to Scott about s...

PATTY: So, the 30th is the dark day LORELAI: [dropping her bag again] What dark day? PATTY: Luke's dark day. The day that he disappears. ..... Today is that day for me. My dark day. I wish I could just take off work and disappear for the day. Heck, even starting the night before.  My dark day began on November 15, 1990. I was sitting in Mrs. Litzenberger's second grade classroom that Thursday morning. As I was at the language arts station, the intercom sounded. The secretary announced that my Mom was on her way and some code phrase (that had been chosen at the beginning of the school year unbeknownst to me). Mrs. Litzenberger told me to go get my backpack and coat off the hook and get ready to get some homework gathered up. Oblivious to what was going on at that moment, I remember walking over to my cubby, grabbing my backpack and my coat and putting them on my desk. Not too long after the announcement was made, my Mom walked into the room with my little sister. M...