Thursday, June 25, 2009
a day at the lake
Sunday, June 21, 2009
daddy's girl
Friday, June 19, 2009
first appointment

Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
we wish cora were here to tell you...
Friday, June 12, 2009
it's out
Sunday, June 7, 2009
the giveaways go to...
Thank you so much for playing along with us. My mom and I had so much fun reading through all of your comments. What great memories and family traditions!
Here are the giveaway winners:
One red, white, and blue Cora dress
Sarah: I must say...I've never won a thing before in my life, so I thought I'd give this a chance! I absolutely LOVE the 4th of July dresses!! My fondest memories as a child are going with my parents to pick out the fireworks. I was always so excited to get the snaps and sparklers! I also loved making a mess with the black snakes with my brothers! We would participate in the towns activities (going to the parade and water fights and such) and then bbq with friends. We always ended the night by lighting off the fireworks. I'm so proud to say that I have passed some of these memories on to my own children. They love to go and pick out snaps and sparklers and love going to the parades! We have started a tradition of bbqing with friends and lighting fireworks as well! I love watching their faces as the fireworks go up in the air. I just hope that I'm giving them the same fond memories that my parents gave to me!Thank you for this great opportunity!!Still praying for your family in Nebraska.
One red, white, and blue girl's t-shirt
Cherie: How fun!! This is my first time commenting. I know, shame on me! :) What a blessing your words are to so many, especially me! One of my favorite things about your journey is the relationship you have with your mom. I can completely relate to having a mom that you love to spend any day with. We are so blessed to have the best moms and to have such a special and close friendship with them. God is good!! You asked about family traditions…Our 4th of July family tradition is to go to my husband’s grandparents house to watch the BIG fireworks display that the school across the street puts on. My husband comes from a farming family and one of the best highlights is Grandpa’s homemade peach ice cream. By the way, I LOVE YOUR CORA DRESSES! Adorable! I just can’t seem to get my hands on them. Who knows…maybe now. :)Thank you for sharing your journey with all of us. Stay strong…I can not imagine how people do this life without our amazing God! Praise the Lord we are HIS!!
One flag onesie
Bri: I left on a service mission for my church for 18 months on July 5th, 2000. That July 4th before I left was a special one because I knew it would be the last time for a while I would be with all of my family. We went to "The Stadium of Fire" which is always a special experience. It is very patriotic and inspiring. I LOVE the 4th of July and I would LOVE to get one of your giveaway items. Thank you for sharing your life with us. I often am in tears when I read your posts. You inspire me.
Sarah, Cherie, and Bri please contact me at thecorashop@yahoo.com with your contact information.
We will start posting our red, white, and blue stuff at Cora's sometime this week. Keep checking back!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
red, white, and blue giveaway


Tuesday, June 2, 2009
how are we doing?
How are we REALLY doing? Honestly we don't feel like we are getting "better". Somedays it even seems like things are getting harder. I think we are learning how to get through the days and keep it together when we need to. People say that we are doing so good. That they couldn't handle what we are going through. That we are inspiring. But, most days we just feel like we are surviving. Doing the best we can. Leaning on the Lord to get through each minute. I think we both lay down at night thinking: Phew! We made it through another day.
It seems like just when I think I am doing ok something comes and smacks me in the face again. Not for real, but that is what it feels like. Yesterday was one of those days. I was having a pretty good morning. I was being productive and getting things done (which is a good day). I hadn't had any major melt downs. It was almost noon and I walked out to the mailbox to get the mail. I can handle that, right? I sifted through the stack and saw an envelope that I thought was probably Cora's birth certificate.
When Cora was born I completely forgot to send in the form to get her official birth certificate. My new mama brain was foggy and unorganized. We had the pretty one from the hospital, but not the official certificate. Last week we needed a copy for some stuff we have to send in, so I got online and ordered three copies. I thought it would be nice to have a few to keep and put in Cora's scrapbook.
So, I eagerly opened the letter and I was right. I was thinking what a special document this would be for us to have. Cora's "birth-day" will always be one of my most favorite memories. I turned the papers over and was horrified to see that all three copies and stamped "INFANT DEATH" in capital letters diagonally across the front. That was the moment when I felt like I had been smacked in the face all over again. I mean, SERIOUSLY?!? This was supposed to be my sweet daughter's birth certificate and they had to stamp that on it. Like I am not already reminded of her being gone every day. Were they trying to make my heart hurt worse? Did I really pay $36 dollars to have them stamp those horrible words--three times!
Now, I know I shouldn't have taken it personally. I am sure this is just some legal requirement. But, I LOST it. I couldn't stop crying. All these thoughts went racing through my head. Is this document in my hands for real? Is this REALLY my life?
Thankfully, Joel called shortly after. I cried and explained everything to him. My poor husband never knows what to expect when he calls home. He is always so understanding and just listens. Then I called my mom and cried some more. She was on her way home and said she would pick up some lunch for me to make me feel better. After all that crying I did feel better, but that was all it took to turn my "ok" day into a horrible day. I don't think I ever fully recovered.
Each day is different. I never know what to expect. The littlest things bring back memories and make me sad. I can cry at the drop of a hat. But then sometimes I surprise myself and do ok through something that I thought would be really hard.
I am so thankful that God is never surprised. He knows what my day is going to hold before I even wake up. He knows how I am feeling and that my heart feels crushed even before I cry out to Him. He knows just what I need to get through those "smack you in the face" moments. His love and comfort is truly indescribable. I am so thankful that He is in control.








