High tide
Low tide
Calm seas
Turbulent waves
The ocean has nothing on motherhood.
Uncharted waters with the rising of every sun.
We wake up never knowing………………..
Never knowing exactly what the day will hold for ourselves or our kids.
Maybe we tucked them into bed the night before
or
maybe we only prayed for them not sure where their head was laying.
Either way, the sun rises…………………..
and we set sail on a new day.
New water that holds no promises and definitely no guarantees.
Sunshine and peace may fill the day, but
storm clouds may also quickly rise.
Moms have to be ready to brace themselves………………
for whatever comes next.
Motherhood is a dance……………
in the midst of the coming and the going of the tide.
We collect memories in pails as time washes over our feet,
and we hold some memories close to our heart………….listening for sounds of laughter from days gone by.
The beauty comes from learning to embrace every moment in this dance –
the moments of sunshine, the moments of rain,
the moments of gentle waters,
and the moments when we can barely keep standing.
I’ve been told that once you hold your baby in your arms your heart is never quite the same.
I now know this is true.
I’ve been told that once you’ve heard the word, “mom,” you’re a mom for life…………….
even if you child goes to Heaven before you.
Motherhood is like the the ocean tide.
In and out.
Day after day.
Always different and yet in some magical way……………..
always the same.
With every ebb and every flow.




In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
