April 29, 2018 is the sixty-first birthday of Paul Eugene Giesbrecht. But it’s our ninth year to celebrate his birthday on this earth with out him. It’s hard to know what to do with the birthday of someone who has died.
My new husband Jim and I began decorating for Christmas in our new home Thanksgiving weekend. He and I, both previously widowed, have found joy in putting thought into our new Christmas traditions as we blend our families and lives
Dear Friends and Family,
October is here. October 17, 2016 marks the seven-year anniversary of Pastor Paul’s promotion to heaven. Thank you for your continued prayers for our new blended family.
With each passing year since Paul has
Are you tired of plodding through life? Like a plane on automatic pilot, our prayers can be repetitive, predictable, and even humdrum as we go through the motions. Ever wonder if God really hears your prayers? The remedy could be as
I love this time of year. I live in the drought-ridden, unusually dry central valley of Bakersfield, California, so during the months of February to March, not only is the weather pleasant, but the hills surrounding my home are bright
It’s my seventh Christmas since Pastor Paul, my husband of twenty-eight years, had the fatal motorcycle accident that tore him from my arms and caused his untimely home-going. I treasure remembering joyful Christmases past with him and the years
Six years (tomorrow) have passed since the horrible day of Pastor Paul’s tragic motor cycle accident that tore his life from my arms. So in the past few weeks and months, seasonal triggers and memory sabotage have once again plunged
October 17, 2009, I became a single parent.
My husband of 28 years, Pastor Paul Giesbrecht, was killed in a tragic motorcycle accident. From the horrible day he died, I was forced to make all major decisions for my
Ever been ambushed by grief? On Monday we began talking about how to grieve through the holidays. If you missed the first five “lessons,” click here to catch up!
God is good. God’s goodness to me is not just a
Ever been ambushed by grief? This past weekend, I was enjoying an evening with my boyfriend, Jim, when suddenly grief snuck up on me and took me down without warning. Watching Christmas movies has been part of our family