So, Braner Party of 7 is down! Hays is gone. Maggie has some weird virus that looks like a nasty mix of chicken pox and poison ivy that has been creeping (at a fast pace) across her body for the past two days. . .added to that is throwing up and pain. Tiki and Dax both have fevers and tummy aches. Gabby isn't sick (yet?) although she really wants to be because of the special attention the others are getting. And then there is Andy with his messed up neck which seems to be getting worse every day. This is a down in the dumps post, but we would love your prayers! Such amazing things are happening here at Camp Kivu and I think the Enemy is just trying to get us down by striking us (me) where it hurts. . .HOME!
The grief of a stepmom. This post has had so many titles: The Invisible Grief of a Stepmom, The Silent Grief of a Stepmom, The Lonely Grief of a Stepmom. . . the grief of a stepmom is like no other grief because it feels so homeless. My stepson died a few weeks ago. Marc and I have only been married eight months and Mackay, my stepson, lived in NYC and we rarely got to see him (he didn't get to come to the wedding or Cabo and didn't stay with us when he came to town), so I didn't have much of a relationship with him. So there is a weird layer of loosing someone I hardly knew and I feel like that is the layer that makes the most sense to everyone. While the family was mourning, I was the one organizing all of the meals coming in from our wonderful friends and neighbors, I was cleaning up one meal and setting up for the next. I was keeping the house in order and making sure Marc was able to surround himself with the friends and family he needed to make it through the
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