Sunday, February 20, 2011


This coming Saturday, February 26th, is the 1 year mark since Kara Faith flew to Jesus. I really think of it as Friday because that was the true day... Not sure what to do with myself. So much I have wanted to do for her, for me, for the kids, my husband, but things don't allow this. I think sometimes I am just stuck in being sad. I know where she is and I know by the grace of Father God I will see her again when I die, but it still hurts so much NOW. It's hard to fit grieving in with raising my large family, so I've pushed it into this little box and stamped the lid down. That's pretty much where I'm at right now. I want to run away somewhere for a week and deal with all of this, but that's not going to happen. And, I don't know if that would really fix things.  I want to have JOY again. Praying for that daily... and hoping I never fall apart.

It's really hard to grieve when everybody needs you.  (I need them, too.)  There's no time to do it.  In a way, over the past year, that may have been a blessing.  I don't have time to get stuck in it.  I think some people think I should be over this by now.  This is just an impression I have.  If you can't ever "go there" then how do you get "over it."  I will never get over the beautiful gift of life God gave me in my daughter...  I am just learning to fall and walk forward, in faith.

(I'm just calling this" Nancy in the Raw.")

Friday, February 18, 2011

A Tribute

Kara Faith flew to Jesus on 2.26.10.  It was a Friday.  Today, Friday, is one week from the actual one year mark.  We have all been thinking about it.  Yesterday, I received an encouraging phone call from my oldest daughter, Celeste, age 19.  She is going to college in Illinois and is taking a public speaking course.  She starts off telling me that she just left class where she gave a 5 minute speech.  She told me that after the other speeches there was applause.  The topic--Tribute.  I thought she was going to tell me about how she wrote a tribute to her lovely grandmother, Loray Dailey, who was such a magnificent woman.  (She passed away in October 2008 from complications from treatment for RA. Celeste also has this condition.)  But no, my Celeste told me she gave a tribute to her youngest sister, Kara Faith.  She stood in front of a large class and gave testimony to the impact Kara Faith had on her life, and others.  I know how hard that must have been to do without crying.  When Celeste sat down there was no immediate applause.  Half the class was crying...

I am so proud of my daughter, Celeste Marie Dailey.  Thank you for honoring your sister, the Lord, your Mom, and your family.  Celeste said, "In 49 days she had changed more lives than I have in my 19 years. This shows us that it is not the amount of life that we have… but it is how we choose live it."   Kara Faith did this without speaking an audible word.  I love you, Celeste.  You are just as brave as your littlest sister!

Read notes for Celeste's speech here.

Friday, January 28, 2011


On this day last year Miss Kara Faith was still alive.  She had her trial off of the vent.  (See January 28, 2010) I remember being very afraid.  I am not afraid anymore.  Not for her.  The Selah song that is on this blog says that "people say that I am brave, but I'm not.  Truth is I'm barely hanging on..."  I feel that today.  Recent events have caused me to be here again.  I am a mother of eight.  Only five are home with me now.  In the past 30 days my two older children have moved away.  I feel Kara's loss that much more.  I ache for my children.  While there is still plenty of life left to live and children to teach and love, I still feel broken.  The other day I got a picture of myself as a shattered clay pot.  If someone were to glue that pot back together it would never be as it was before it broke.  It may have holes, lines, imperfections.  It is true that when something like losing a child happens you will never be the same.  I hear you need to find a new normal.  This week, Kara Faith has been gone from us for 11 months.  I still haven't found my new normal.  I begin to wonder when I will settle in--probably not right now as our family is going through more adjustments to living life differently with 2 more children away.

I usually find comfort in the Cross of Christ.  I will see her again some day.  I know this, but at times I still mourn, I still cry, I still feel crushed, I still wish it all could have been different.  I pray that He would bring me JOY on a daily basis and not just in moments here and there.  I have HoPE that He will do it.  So in the meantime, I wait with expectation.  Until then when I am weak, He will be strong.

And now, since it is Friday, I will wear purple, I will go get flowers for her spot, and I will have a donut.  And I will remember...

Saturday, January 8, 2011

One Singular Sensation!

Happy 1st Birthday, Kara Faith!
(Turn off the blog music at the bottom of the page to watch this celebration video.)

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

A Gift for Kara Faith

Recently, we were out-of-town for Christmas.  We came home to a pleasant surprise--the vase for Kara Faith's monument had been delivered and installed.  Now there is a lovely place for her flowers.  On Friday, Kara's "special" day, I brought out some flowers for her new vase.  It appears that white daisies are out of season, but I found a bunch with a pink Gerber Daisy and some other purple flowers, so that was the one.  You will notice that we have "Our Little Peanut" engraved on the back of the vase.  This is so that her name is listed together with the rest of our family.  It is really difficult for me to feel complete without her here...

A neat thing happened when Stuart and I were there to deliver her 1st bunch of flowers.  We heard an owl hooting at us from a nearby tree.  Why is this special?  Stuart loved reading to Kara.  One of his favorite books is Owl Moon.  Please read my post, Daddy's Gift , about our special memories with this book and Kara.  Stuart and I went looking for our feathered friend.  We think we located the tree, but he must have been hiding very well.  We still have hope... the "kind of hope that flies on shining wings under a silent Owl Moon."

Kara Faith's 1st Birthday is this Saturday, January 8th.  Please celebrate with us by wearing purple or lavender in her honor.  You can eat donuts or any sweets, too!  Please consider donating to your local NICU or children's hospital or donating to String of Pearls.  Thank you!