ICU – Prayers Over The Kitchen Sink

Infinite: God’s Not Finished

Word of the Year:

It’s wild to think that a new year is upon us and 2026 is about to begin! The final days of the year are always a time of reflection and resolution and hope for the future. I try not to make too many goals to worry about but something I enjoy is choosing a word of the year. There are many ways to choose your word. You can use tools like word generators, ask a friend or mentor to choose for you or brainstorm to pick a word that resonates with your soul, experiences or hopes for the future.

However you choose your word it should always be done prayerfully. I make sure to ask for God’s guidance first when choosing a word through prayer and meditation, asking the Holy Spirit to select the word for me. It’s interesting how the word can feel mysterious at first but looking back can come to mean so much. That’s how it was for me in 2025.

Our Miracle Part Two

We walked this broken road in April and May. The end of the homeschool year, the end of my college semester, Mother’s Day and her peers graduating all around me as she fought for her life. It was hard but we had hope that through this trial, God was making things new.

A good Prognosis-

From the powerful Rosary mentioned in my last post on, my daughter continued to improve. There were ups and downs and it wasn’t easy but, she was well enough to breathe on her own again. We were so relieved to see her awake and somewhat alert. The next few days brought many challenges, but her prognosis was good. There were a litany of tests and therapies: bloodwork, cultures, CT, MRI, X-ray, physical therapy, occupational therapy and so many doctors, nurses, aides and staff in and out of her room at a steady pace.

My prior experience as a medical assistant, though many years ago, served me well in understanding and handling so much information. I’d often be asked by professionals if I was in the field and it reminded me how no experience is ever wasted. Not even the career “given up” to be home with your kids. My spiritual life has grown so much through the years, more than I could have imagined as a baby Catholic re-vert. Though I was blindsided, God was not surprised. He quipped me with everything I needed to persevere and be strong for my baby.

Our Miracle, From ICU to Total Healing

My daughter Autumn has always been a miracle in my life. First when she was born and again this past Spring when she experienced a radical healing.

When she was graced into my life, I was in a dark place but she was my sunshine. A little tow head with white-blonde hair and blue eyes punctuated by yellow sunbursts around the pupils. She carried me through and when my husband came into our lives, we became a family.

She is our origin story and often reminds us as we have added children, changed and grown, “I started this family!” It’s true, and we just wouldn’t be the same without her.