To Be Loved So Much Tricia Lott Williford February 4, 2015 11 Comments My heart has been gripped by a love story that happened during the Hungarian Uprising in the 1950s. There was a… Read more
Implicit Knowings and Bad Dreams Tricia Lott Williford January 27, 2015 2 Comments The boys went away for a day with some friends of ours, people whom I trust, people who love them.… Read more
A Love Note in Her Pocket Tricia Lott Williford January 12, 2015 6 Comments “I don’t want to live anymore,” she wrote in an email to me. She said, “Our stories are very similar,… Read more
When Time Stands Still Tricia Lott Williford December 23, 2014 5 Comments I struggle to write on a day like this. On the only day that is like this. Anything I might… Read more
Flecks and Nuggets of Golden Grief Tricia Lott Williford November 23, 2014 No Comments Grief has come to visit today. I love and hate her, this dark girl who follows me around until I… Read more
More of This Pie of Life Tricia Lott Williford November 20, 2014 2 Comments On this day, Thursday, November 20, 2014, I have lived more days than Robb. And it’s weird and sobering to… Read more
He Twirled Me In My Dream Tricia Lott Williford October 7, 2014 3 Comments Robb met me in my dream the other night. We spent a couple of hours together. He held my hand and… Read more
“Mine” is a beautiful Name. Tricia Lott Williford September 19, 2014 3 Comments Names matter. What you call someone shapes their identity. What you call yourself becomes the core of who you are.… Read more
Why I’m Not Like Jill Duggar Tricia Lott Williford September 15, 2014 8 Comments Ever since Jill Duggar announced her pregnancy seemingly just a few hours after she saw two stripes on a stick,… Read more
When the Encourager Chooses to Stay Silent Tricia Lott Williford July 30, 2014 4 Comments Confession: I don’t like negative emotions, and I’ve often been known to swoop in and rescue someone from their rightful… Read more
Unedited, Unfiltered, Sleepless Mom Tricia Lott Williford July 20, 2014 5 Comments It’s 4:29 AM and I am not my biggest fan. My son woke me up no less than 8 times… Read more
Just Another Beauty Tricia Lott Williford July 12, 2014 2 Comments “Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know something… Read more
That Time I Hijacked a Stranger’s iPhone Tricia Lott Williford June 10, 2014 7 Comments “Can you write this down?” she said to one of the friends standing beside her, nearly holding her up. “There’s… Read more
Talking and Not Talking Tricia Lott Williford June 4, 2014 5 Comments “Writing became my medication and the book was my therapy,” but it’s important to add that this has been in… Read more
“Where are his Bones?” Tricia Lott Williford May 21, 2014 2 Comments “Mommy, where are Daddy’s bones?” We’re in the car, where most of our pivotal conversations happen. He asks me this… Read more
Kapeesh. Tricia Lott Williford May 8, 2014 3 Comments “I wish I had died when Daddy died.” “Why?” “Because don’t you know I haven’t seen him since I was… Read more
The Word ‘Because’ Tricia Lott Williford May 5, 2014 2 Comments Because. It’s a relational word, conveying cause and effect. It’s a word that connects dots, the ‘if and then’ of… Read more
Bumblebees and Stoplights Tricia Lott Williford April 29, 2014 5 Comments We are on day 2 (or more, if you count the days I didn’t know about it) of Tucker’s infection… Read more
Why Does the Whole Idea of Heaven Make Me Mad? Tricia Lott Williford April 15, 2014 8 Comments Why can’t I just delight in the joy of heaven and the truth that it’s there? Why do I resist… Read more
Bitter Envy Tricia Lott Williford March 19, 2014 1 Comment It’s not often that I can taste envy. But it’s bitter. There’s a dad with his two sons at the… Read more
