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"A Man of Faith . . . Stepping Out!"

8/28/2013

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We are pleased to introduce Thomas Brown - a grieving and faithful Dad!

Thomas's wife, Lisanne, participated in our very first Mothers Like Me Care/Share group of moms, when our ministry began in Southern California in March 2006.

Lisanne came into the group of grieving moms heart-broken, emotionally shattered and filled with deep sorrow after suffering the sudden loss of her beloved 12 year old son, Elijah. At our first meeting, Lisanne grabbed by heart and my attention, as a beautiful and courageous young mom. 

One night soon after Lisanne and I had gotten to know one another, my husband, Bob, and I had dinner with her and her husband, Thomas. Getting to know Thomas, and hearing something of his grieving heart, deeply touched us both. Thomas is  a strong, yet sensitive man, and he was open and honest about his intense love of his son and the intense and very painful grief that he was experiencing. Bob and I both were very impressed by this young man's honesty, as he was struggling to understand and reconcile why God would take his son, Elijah, so soon.

Since our first meeting, Lisanne and I have stayed in touch, and this young couple is very special to Bob and I, and I personally count them as two of the blessings that have come out of our own loss,  and I can honestly say, "I wouldn't have wanted to miss meeting them!"

Recently, Thomas connected via email with Steve Christen, our founding director of Dads Like Me, and I have asked his permission to share something of what he wrote to Steve . . . it is not often that we hear from a dad who has suffered the loss of a child, this is truly a blessing, and it is our absolute pleasure to share his words with you.  

First, here is what he wrote to me in giving his permission for us to post his HEART today . . . 

Angie,
"Thank you for this and many other blessings you have brought to my wife and myself. I am struggling to bring a new light back into my life and maybe sharing will be the spark that will help. I have been wanting to share my/our experience for many years, but kept waiting for the right time, like when I was healed. But, as you know, that never completely happens and there is no right time in life for certain things. Sometimes it's just about faith and stepping out. So, here I am!"

Yes, healing is possible with God on our side. I tried it alone and that was useless. I found comfort in His words and guidance that is something beautiful. Everyday is a new start and I pray for peace in our lives."


Email from Thomas to Steve . . .  
 
"I want to reach out and thank you for sharing your words with others, like myself, who share this common pain of missing their gone to soon child. 

My wife has sent me your emails from time to time, and I have glanced them over, not wanting to get too close to the words that will sting. But, tonight I reread these words in hope of some sort of new healing, knowing the scars are too deep, but believing that constant prayer and openness to my son's memories in my life may numb some of the hurt. 

I lost my 12 year old son to an accident eight years ago. He was my best friend, partner and the greatest of who I was. It seems like it happened only a year ago, the days are different now. I have a loving wife and daughters who have struggled together through this nightmare. We have remained close and are now closer than we have ever been. Our Elijah is a glue that binds us together. 

I am no longer mad at God or myself, on most days, but it's a constant vigil of my emotions to keep from breaking. I must be in not only Gods eyes, but my families and in my sons eyes, a man of faith and temperance. I try to be who
I would want Elijah to be. I like to think my son is "just over there" doing something cool and that we'll meet up again soon enough. 

Anyway, thank you again and maybe I'll see you down the road."

Best,
Thomas Brown, "a dad like you"
Huntington Beach, CA


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"Poor Me! Blessed Me!"

8/18/2013

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Sometimes, I have what I call "pity parties."  These times are completely different from my "pajama party" days, where I spend the day lounging around in my pajamas not doing anything in particular - just relaxing and lazing around for the sake of relaxing and lazing around.

My "pity parties," however, are those times, when something just isn't right and when I'm just feeling down, discontent and restless somehow. I would like to blame these times on some type of hormonal imbalance or my circumstances, but unfortunately (or fortunately) my hormones are fine, my circumstances are no better or worse than anyone else's, and I have to take full responsibility for my attitude and my actions. 


And, then of course, there is the reality that our battle is not of "flesh and blood, but of principalities . . . " Ephesians 6:12-13 and I know that the enemy of God, the father of lies, throws some low-some blows and deceptions my way intending to rob me of my joy in Christ.  

It is not always easy to determine the root or the cause for my "pity parties," but after nearly 12 years, since my son Kevin's death, I cannot always connect my heavy-heartedness to my loss, as I could in the early years following Kevin's death.

Not too long ago, I was reminded by a bereavement professional that it is important to not "sing songs to the heavy hearted," and though I know there is truth and wisdom in this statementl, I also know that, if I had not let the songs of hope and joy into my heavy heart, I would have surely sunk into a deep, dark and lonely pit of pain and sorrow that may have taken me far too long to climb out of on my own.

My heart's desire is to stand firm on my belief that God is the music in my soul, and I am created to sing His praises and to bring glory to His holy name. My desire to sing does not minimize the grief and loss that I have experienced, but I believe it is the songs of hope, the Word of God and the encouragement of God to accept His exchange ". . . beauty for ashes, joy for mourning, praise for the spirit of heaviness. . . " Isaiah 61:3 that keeps and preserves the songs of praise that resonate in my soul.

My "pity parties" seem to fall on me like a blanket of "down" (not duck feathers) and though I may sit under that blanket for awhile, I can't stay in that place very long, because it robs me of the joy that is in me, because of my position as God's child; saved, sealed and intended to receive and release the hope that is within me because of Jesus.

What about you?  Do you have "pity parties" now and then?  Not times of sadness and embracing the pain of your loss, or the burden of living in a world without hope, but times of just feeling sorry for yourself, not knowing why you are feeling that way, wrapping yourself in the blanket of "down?" What do you do in those "down" times? Do you stay wrapped up in that blanket of down, drowing in down or do you, too, lift your head, look up and out of yourself for hopeful peace?

During my down times, I reflect on what may be pulling me down or causing me to exchange the hope that is in me because of Jesus Christ my Redeemer King for a spirit of discontent, complaining and just feeling sorry for myself. Though my "pity parties" are few and far between, in those times, because of the ever-faithful presence and light of God that I experience in relationship with Jesus, I more quickly and naturally lift my head, look up and out of myself and accept with open heart and open arms God's great exchange with thanksgiving and praise and the blues and blanket of down are soon replaced by gratitude for what He has done for me - - for you - - - for us!

"This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice for He has made me glad!" -Psalm 18:24 - - even on those days, when I don't exactly feel like rejoicing and being glad - praise and prayer changes everything, especially me! 

I invite you to visit our Songs of the Heart webpage at www.motherslikeme.info to let some of God's music into your heavy heart. And, let us not exchange the joy that is promised to us for a "pity party!"

With FAITH, HOPE and LOVE,
Angie






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"Pajama Day!"

8/14/2013

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Have you ever had one of "those" days, when you stayed in your pajamas all day? 
Well, recently, I had two days like that!  

A couple times a year, my husband, Bob, heads out on his own to So. California for some  "guytime." He golfs, spends time with our son who still lives there, his brother and sister, and he re-visits some of the familiar places where we grew up, married and raised our three sons over a 50 year span of time.

When he heads out for his "guytime," I stay home with a list of "Nothing To Do's," and I usually spend at least one day - - ALL day - - in my PJ's.


Now, some people might say "What's that all about - are you depressed?"  In the past, a day spent in my pajamas was because I was sick or having one of those "D=down" kind of days. But, since Bob and I retired, I find that getting up, getting dressed and getting ready for the day just isn't what it used to be and because I am not so inclined to be productive, but more inclined to be relaxed and reclined, I look forward to, plan and enjoy a less productive day from time to time.

This is my second "pajama day" in two days, and instead of feeling guilty, I feel FREE! Free to BE rather than to always BE DOING. Free to go about my day in the comfort of my home (I really wouldn't want my neighbors to see me like this, though!) without make-up, hair every which way except where it is supposed to be, and best of all in my pajamas!!!

Now, this brings to my mind how much I have changed, since the loss of our son, Kevin in 2002. I have always enjoyed some lazing around, but I am much less goal and outcome-oriented and what I used to refer to as my "purpose driven days!"
I am now much more like our son, Kevin, in that I know how to relax, and I make time to, as he would say, "kick back, take it easy, hang-out and relax." In my previous life (as I refer to the time before Kevin died = BKD) a day in pajamas would have been a rare day for sure. Talk about a "new normal" - I hardly recognize myself sometimes, and I'm OK with the changes, which I believe are all for GOOD!

How about YOU?  Have you, do you ever stay in your PJ's all day - not because you're sick, or depressed or feeling lazy, but simply because you enjoy being in your pajamas? Do you ever just go au-naturale without make-up, a hairdo and beingin intentional about spending a day differently with no particular plan or schedule?

If you don't schedule regular "PJD" = Pajama Days - I highly recommend you consider one now and then, especially for those of you who NEED some cozy, comfortable rest days. How does the idea of a PJD sound to you? Can you give yourself permission to stay in your favorite pair of pajamas and reap the reward of a true Sabbath (rest) in the arms of the Lord?

I would so enjoy hearing stories about some of your PJD's and it would be fun to post these on our Mothers Like Me Facebook page sometime too - inspiration, encouragement and creative ways to spend a day - so I hope to hear from YOU! 

Happy Pajama Days precious "moms like me!"
Hugs, Angie






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Saying "I'm Sorry" is Enough!

8/2/2013

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“Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. “ Proverbs 16:14

“Sympathy is two hearts tugging on one load.” -Anonymous

I recently viewed a video posted by www.walktoremember.org entitled "Support Grieving Parents" and there were several points that touched my heart . . . words of wisdom and insight concerning how we might best help those who grieve.  

One of the points that impressed me was what bereaved parents want to hear from others in response to their loss; and the consistent theme shared by several bereaved parents who were interviewed on the video was that a simple "I'm sorry" is enough. 

Merriman-Webster's Dictionary provides the definition of  "sorry" as . . . "feeling sorrow or regret." 

The words "I'm sorry" that someone might say to someone who has suffered loss may not seem enough somehow, but throughout my personal journey of grief in response to the loss of my son, Kevin, in 2002 and from connecting with hundreds of moms who have suffered the loss of a child, I have found that a simple "I'm  Sorry" is enough; these simple words convey genuine comfort and concern for the brokenhearted - would you agree?

I remember a movie back in the 70's (I think) called  "Love Story," where the wife says to the husband, "Love means you never have to say you're sorry."  My husband, Bob, and I looked at each other and we almost laughed out loud. After the movie ended, we talked about how silly that statement was in light of the reality that to truly show our love for someone, we must be willing to admit our mistakes, say 

"I'm sorry" and ask for forgiveness.

To all the precious moms we have met and will meet in the future, we want to say "We're sorry for your loss and we deeply care about your hurting heart and we hope that we can somehow be 

of comfort, help and encouragement to you." 

As we are praying and planning for our upcoming 2013-2014 Season of Comfort, we look forward to connecting and companioning with you. Watch for information about our new age-specific loss groups and other special events. Go to www.motherslikeme@facebook.com and/or visit our  website Support Groups and Calendar of Events pages at www.motherslikeme.info.


Our hearts are turned toward you, 
Angie Green and our "Mighty Like A Rose" Ministry Team



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