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Jena Massie

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Hello all! I am a mother of three girls. Gracelyn is 8, Alise is 6, and Sayge went to Heaven at 7 weeks old. (SUIDS, which pretty much means they have no idea why she died) I was a social worker/admissions coordinator at Carillon Nursing Home in my previous life, and had quit to stay home to raise my kiddos after we had our youngest. I’m very active in kickboxing, Karate, and sparring. I know, crazy, but it has been my saving grace in dealing with the loss of our daughter. I have a fb page we had created to give out information for her funeral that turned into Letters to Sayge, and an instagram account Whispersofcourage where I try to infuse hope into the idea of going through life after the loss of a child. I also am a Lubbock coordinator for the West TX Chapter of a group called Hope Mommies that provides local support for mothers and families who has suffered child loss. I grew up on a farm in a small town. Met my husband, Shawn, in college at ACU, who I have been married to for 13 years and counting and is the love of my life. My main goal is simply to make a difference in the lives of others, while living this life to the fullest, and sharing the hope of Christ along the way.

Holy Ground

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I didn't decorate her place out at the cemetery for every single holiday this year. I don't know if it was the survival mode of this whole year, that it simply felt like too much...

A Man of Action

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My dad has never really been a man of a lot of words. I grew up saying I love you, mostly to a response of “I know.” But that was always enough for me because...

A Mother’s Regret and Joy

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A Mother’s Regret: Baby’s breath placed in glasses on her wall. Golden angel wings above her changing table. Stickers of each month to come, displayed in a basket. Her initials displayed in blue, on the wall you can...

Remembered Treasures

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It's always crazy to me how grief works. I had entirely forgotten that the girls' four glasses that they drink juice out of every morning were the ones hanging by a string on her nursery...

Taking a Break

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So, here’s the biggest secret of them all, a secret I haven’t dared to say out loud and not even wanted to admit to myself. But, here it goes. Sometimes, even I need a...

The Story of Our Middle Child

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I remember our very first moments together. The first calm after all the commotion and chaos of her coming into this world on her terms and holding her in my arms. It was just...

Training For a Fight

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Training for a fight isn't easy. Training for a fight as a mother isn't easy. Training for a fight through grief isn't easy. It takes everything you've got and asks for more. It challenges every part of...

A Letter to My Daughters

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A letter to my daughters who have watched me mourn your sister: First and foremost, I want you to know that you are just as important to me as your sister. I love you and...

Unspoken Words

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I know you see us, looking over at your sweet baby. Smiling and making silly faces and, quite frankly, straight-up staring. I see you look over at us, a family of four sitting over...

Plan B Birthday

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Birthdays are a big deal in our house. Like, a huge deal. We truly love any excuse to celebrate, but celebrating who our kids are and showing them how special they are to us is...