Susan Dieter-Robinson

Her Wisdom

This week I had lots of dreams about my girls, I think they know when I need to see them, interact with them and most of all need a hug. I cherish my night time visits. One of the dreams I had about Abigail was that she was a teenager but in her 8 yr old body. It wasContinue reading “Her Wisdom”

Happiness Journal (from this past weekend)

I tried to post this photo this weekend from my phone…it didn’t work obviously. This week I’ve been riding the high of spending a weekend with dear friends, spending time in a beautiful house on Puget Sound and going to see my daughter’s favorite singer live. Anna would have had wide eyes at the seaContinue reading “Happiness Journal (from this past weekend)”

Back Together

I would be downstairs and I could hear the music start from up in Anna’s room loud and clear. A few minutes later the music was drowned out by her singing at the top of her lungs. “We are never, ever, ever, getting back together We (WHEE!) are never, ever, ever, getting back together YouContinue reading “Back Together”

Meeting Her Perfect Match

On Nov. 30, 2014, I wrote this in my blog post called Proud ~ I remember thinking as I was saying good-bye to her that someone was getting that call they’ve been waiting for. That families were happy because their family member was getting a new lease on life. I remember those thoughts comforting me whileContinue reading “Meeting Her Perfect Match”

Happiness Journal

I’m smiling because I know Miss Anna is celebrating her best friends birthday in Heaven today. My heart aches for Anna and Abigail’s friends ~ trying to understand loss is hard for me, I can’t imagine how hard it is for young minds to fully grasp a life without their bestie. Her faith is strong, sheContinue reading “Happiness Journal”

Bored

These past couple of weeks I’ve used two words a lot that I used to tell the girls I didn’t want to hear in the summer time. I’m bored. If I heard them say it I always had a quick comeback, “bored, great…let me find you something to do.” That was always followed by an eye roll.Continue reading “Bored”