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Carol Krawiec

Carol Krawiec

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My name is Carol.  My husband and I raised five precious sons. Three of our sons struggled with mental illness and addiction. Although all 3 fought courageously, they lost their battle here on Earth and are waiting for us in Heaven.  This support group is being offered specifically for Moms that have suffered the loss of a child by suicide or overdose as a result of their mental illness. Through all of this Jesus has been my Anchor. My heart’s desire is to share the hope I have found in Him.

“We have this certain hope like a strong, unbreakable anchor holding our souls to God himself.”            Hebrews 6:19  ⚓️

Adri Wilson

Adri Wilson

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Hi, my name is Adri Wilson. I live in Malvern, Pennsylvania, with my loving, supportive husband of 46 years. God blessed us with three healthy children, and now we enjoy the company of six grandchildren. I love the beach, reading, walking, and spending time with family and friends. While the children were growing up, I wore many hats in different ministries of our church, Sunday School teacher, compassion ministry. I’m currently involved in missionary support, a prayer team, and a life group. I am retired now, but I taught elementary education and special education and was in the role of the program coordinator/assistant principal. I became a Christian when my youth group leaders shared God’s love for me, that He sent Jesus to die for my sins so I could have eternal life. My walk continues with the Lord.


Our youngest child, Janelle, got married in her 30s, moved into a home, and had her daughter Charlie in August 2018. We were so thankful God had provided her a husband and baby. We were so happy to welcome another family member. During Janelle’s pregnancy, she was being treated for pneumonia, but medications were not helping a consistent, terrible cough. Four weeks after her daughter was born, she was admitted to the hospital. On October 4, 2018, she was diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer (not from smoking). She underwent and endured many types of chemotherapy and radiation. By mid-May 2019, the doctor told her the medical team had no other treatments to offer her. She wasn’t eligible for any trials. Now was the time to seek alternative methods. So, my husband, myself, daughter, son-in-law, and the baby moved to Southern California for three months, where my daughter received treatments every day. She was very sick and in a lot of pain. But there were good days too. By the end of August, it was clear we needed to get home. While we were in California, my daughter spent time organizing her daughter’s 1st birthday party. She wanted to live for that occasion, and she did despite being in pain and needing to nap in-between. Less than a month later, she died on October 4, 2019, a year from the day she was diagnosed.


She was so funny, the comedian of the family. Wise beyond her years. She was a Professional Counselor for everyone but specialized in drug and alcohol addiction. She had an infectious personality. Everyone she met wanted to be her best friend. We miss her terribly but know she is in Heaven with her Lord and Savior. Knowing she is with the Lord is the greatest comfort to me.


While in Southern California, my husband and I attended Saddleback Church in Lake Forest. I began following Kay Warren on Facebook, where I found out about the ministry Grieving Moms Finding Hope. I read the devotionals on Facebook. I finally decided to join a group just after a year of my daughter’s passing. The community with other grieving moms has been a true blessing of love, understanding, and support for me. It is a safe, confidential place to share your life on this unexpected journey. A verse that has resonated with me is John 16:33, “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world, you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” Because of the hope and promises God has given me, I know I will be reunited with my daughter for eternity.

Diane Saxen

Diane Saxen

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I am sharing this Autobiography in Loving Memory of my precious son Grant: my Loving and
Honourable Gentleman. Born May 13, 1980. Moved to Heaven June 10, 2007.
Heaven is now his Home.

Who am I?
My name is Diane Saxen and I live in Brisbane, Queensland Australia where I migrated to in
1961 with my family (Mum, Dad, Brother, and Sister). We migrated from Fort Collins Colorado
USA where I was born in 1957. We travelled to Australia in a cargo liner that accommodated
passengers, called the Lakemba and we were at sea for many weeks; a story for another time
I believe in, am loved by, and love God (the Trinity; Father; Son and Holy Spirit). I was first
introduced to God as a child, and we have continued our relationship throughout all my life.
When I say I ‘continued’ my relationship, I mean that I never rejected my Faith, however I did not
always stay as close to God as I wished that I had; or that I am now.
I am now retired and enjoy spending time with my husband, children, grandchildren, other family,
and friends. I also enjoy playing the piano; walking; and researching topics of interest, especially
about physical, mental, and spiritual health.

A Little about Grant
Grant was a: loving and very loved son, brother, partner, grandson, cousin, uncle, nephew,
godfather, and friend, who also developed a close relationship with God, especially as he got
He was a talented horseman, who loved working in all areas of agriculture management and
Further, he was a successful sportsman, trumpeter, student, carpenter, businessman,
homeowner, and proud of his car and collector motor bike.
He had a mischievous, unexpected, and contagious sense of humour, with a gentle and caring
heart; a ‘friend’ to everyone that he met, and a gracious and patient listener.
Throughout all his life he was brave in the face of adverse health challenges.
My Childhood Dreams
Throughout all my growing up years (while feeling loneliness as an immigrant without my
extended family) I dreamt of being a wife, mother and eventually a grandmother; to fill my lonely
void. God eventually blessed me with each of my dreams.
Before Grant’s passing to Heaven (1st 50 years of life)
Throughout the first 50 years of my life, I experienced loss, trauma, rejection, and grief (small
landslides). Some of these experiences could have been avoided; some through my wiser
choices; however, many were out of my control and the consequences of the choices of others.
Regardless, God never left me and was always faithful, merciful, gracious, forgiving, and ready to
restore me.
The most memorable experience was the unexpected ‘rejection and loss of the love’ of my
childhood sweetheart, and father of my 3 precious children. This event at age 29, resulted in our
divorce when my children were 5, 7 and 9. This was my first major unexpected Landslide; the
one that shattered one of my dreams and yet, most equipped me with my backpack of coping
skills, for the enormous Landslide that took place in my 50th year. I chose to hold on to my
relationship with God as best I knew how to, during all the traumatic, painful and confusing
lessons that followed this event.
Grant’s passing to Heaven (In my 50th year) The worst day on the mountain.
In 2007 (the year of my 50th birthday) my precious second son Grant, moved to Heaven at the
age of 27. My precious Grant was born with Hyperhidrosis (extreme sweating condition). This
condition caused Grant enormous stress and discomfort and at times he dealt with this by “selfmedicating”
with addictive substances with negative results.
At age 21 he was offered and accepted a new procedure called an ‘Endoscopic Thoracic
Sympathectomy’ (Operation to correct this condition) that failed and made his condition much
worse. This resulted in his developing a “Rare Disorder” called Acute Compensatory
Hyperhidrosis” that caused him “Exertion Heat Stroke” that resulted in his becoming unconscious
on many occasions. After 5 years of enduring this (age 26), he subsequently developed chronic
Psychosis (after sustaining his first Psychotic episode) and a severe depressive disorder. My
understanding is that the health of his brain cells had been compromised. He was hospitalized
several times and administered medications and ECT’s. Doctors said that his new symptoms
were those of a mental illness that most looked like Paranoid Schizophrenia together with severe
Depression. Grant (age 27) passed on to Heaven and into the arms of Jesus, by Suicide, from
his own bedroom during the night, where I found his body later that day.
Psalm 26 was open on his bed, of which Verse 8 is my favourite: “God I love living with you; your
house glows with your glory.”
After Grant’s passing to Heaven (In my 50th year)
This experience was NOT a part of my childhood dream and was the most excruciatingly painful
and traumatic of all my LANDSLIDES. It not only shattered my dreams, but my very ‘being’, into
a multitude of pieces.
During all the years that have followed, God has been faithful and has sustained me. God has
salvaged a selection of pieces from the wreckage of my landslide and has formed me into the
Diane that I am today. While I am not the Diane that I was, each salvaged piece of me is
recognizable; and blends perfectly with the new pieces that I am building together with The Holy
Spirit; who was with me and within me before, during and now, after my Landslide. I made a
choice to hold on tight to my Faith in God; and for that decision I am thankful. I held on to my
“Mustard Seed of Faith”; and now God is restoring me into a place where other ‘Grieving Moms’
can find hope and healing in the branches of my life; like the Parable of the Mustard Seed.
Matthew 13:31 – 32
The Parable of the Mustard Seed
31 He put before them another parable. The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that a
man planted in his field.
32 Although it is the smallest of all seeds, yet it grows into the largest of garden plants and
becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and nest in its branches.
Grieving Moms
“Grieving Moms” has become a particularly important part of God’s rebuilding of my life. I joined
a zoom group with other beautiful grieving moms who have become some of my precious new
loved and treasured sisters for life.
I encourage every grieving Mom to join a zoom group as I did.
Thank you, Jacke, for your love and care for all of us ‘grieving moms’. I love you.

Donna Kniss

Donna Kniss

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Hello, my name is Donna Kniss. I live in Cherry Valley, California.

June of 2019 is when my Landslide hit. I lost my handsome son Travis; he was 23. He struggled with mental illness and had several concussions. It was a very long, difficult road. He was bipolar, abused drugs, and was very difficult for about ten years prior. I set boundaries early on because addiction is very prevalent in my family. God led me to a Grieving Moms Finding Hope retreat four months after I lost Travis. I feel like that was the lifeline that God sent to save my own life. I struggled severely with guilt, shame, regret, and any other unhealthy emotions that the enemy could drown me in. It was amazing that God led me to Jacke and these other mothers at the retreat. We are all so close and connected. I wanted to hide away in my sorrow, and instead, I met this mama that is fighting to help others along this same ugly road. I knew I could NEVER make sense of my son’s death by suicide, but I knew that God could make beauty from ashes, and I desperately needed some beauty brought back into my life. If you seek God in your pain and sorrow, he will meet you where we are.

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those whose spirits are crushed.” -Psalms‬ ‭34:18‬ ‭NLT‬‬

It’s been a journey of seeking help through my son’s passing with counseling, prayer, journaling, and EMDR therapy for trauma. It isn’t easy to try to heal but certainly worth the effort to try to find joy again after such a devastating loss. You are not alone, and the enemy wants you to feel as you are. There are so many of us that are willing and want to walk beside you. I facilitate a local group from Beaumont, Banning, Yucaipa, Calimesa, and Redlands. We meet on Monday nights at a different location every season.

My email is

Please reach out. 

Thank you, 

Donna Kniss

Grace Carnegie

Grace Carnegie

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Hi, my name is Grace Carnegie. I live in Lake Forest, California, with my wonderful, God-loving husband, Keith. We are members of Saddleback Church in Lake Forest. For many years I’ve volunteered in several different areas of the church and have been a Ministry Leader for other ministries. Before retirement, I worked in the medical field in office management. I love to cook and bake, read, hearts, listen to Christian music, take long walks and spend time at the beach, my happy place.

My son Fred passed away on September 21, 2013. Fred loved to read, scuba dive, and spend time with his family and friends. He had a quiet demeanor and a great sense of humor. Fred was a loyal employee who excelled in all forms of verbal and computer communication. He loved his brother, Jeff, sister-in-law Lisa, two nieces, Natalie and Elizabeth, and his nephew Jonathan. Jeff and his family also live in Southern California and have been a great support to me.

I did not find Grieving Moms Finding Hope until I was in my fourth year of grief. After joining a group, I was able to share with other moms who understood my pain. As I shared my grief journey with the other moms, I began to feel healing taking place. Every chapter in the workbook GMFH spoke to all the emotions I face. It touched on areas that I thought were mine alone only to realize all grieving moms experience such thoughts and feelings. I knew that I wanted to share what I learned through Grieving Moms Finding Hope with other moms. I am now a GMFH leader. We meet weekly at Saddleback Church, and I am blessed that the Lord opened a safe place for grieving moms to come and share.

Jennifer Durham

Jennifer Durham

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Hello, fellow Grieving Moms Finding Hope,

I guess I’m qualified to be on this journey because I, too, have suffered the loss of my child and have determined to trust God in His purposes and plans. Lindsey was my only child, born a miracle baby two months premature. I was blessed to be her Mom for 23 years. She was an enthusiastic follower of the Lord Jesus and attended the University of Oregon as a Sophomore when she was diagnosed with Hodgkin Lymphoma. After a three-year battle of hopes raised and dashed, three hoped-for remissions, and a bone marrow transplant, the doctors told us nothing more could be done, and I suffered the nine-month agony of watching my beautiful daughter slowly leave us. With many friends surrounding her, she fought hard. We laughed more than we cried because Lindsey had a gift for loving and laughing, and she carried us all through with her inspirational ways. Since her passing, the week before Christmas 2016, my husband, Jim, and I have welcomed Lindsey’s closest friends for an annual Warm Blankets Retreat that occurs on her birthday weekend. We are all about ministry by presence, being together with our grief, and finding comfort in love and care. We have also started a non-profit organization, “Warm Blankets,” with the mission of coming alongside those facing traumatic loss and grief such as sudden death, loss of a child, or cancer. I have been a speech-language pathologist for over 37 years. For 16 years, I directed The Speech Center Plus, which I founded in 2006, and which grew to employ over eight therapists (ST, PT and OT, and educational specialists). Amidst the ever-changing medical world combined with the challenges of divorce, our cancer journey, and the loss of Lindsey, I made the difficult decision to scale down and eventually close my clinic. I returned to work for Providence Home Health and Hospice in Medford, Oregon. My husband recently left a large church where he served as Senior Pastor and is now a hospital Chaplain, and we together have known many fellow sufferers. I have long envisioned leading a support group for Moms who’ve lost children. Still, frankly, it’s taken me these five years and finding Jacke Rose’s GMFH organization, mission, and materials to feel ready. This grief journey is long and strenuous, and we need each other. We need this community. I want to do whatever I can to settle into God’s purposes for all this pain.

Leoba Muchinguri Mashaba

Leoba Muchinguri Mashaba

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Shalom everyone,  

I’m Leoba Mashaba from South Africa.   I experienced the tragic death of my 24 year old son, Tapiwa Darlington Mashaba in 2016. He was murdered by being bitten and thrown thrown from a 9th floor building.   

I found Jacke’s Grieving Moms Finding Hope page on Facebook and connected with her and other moms in 2017. I have been comforted and felt Spiritual hands holding me along my Grieving to this day.  

I’m the leader of our group here in South Africa. I would like to thank the other leaders who joined Spiritual hands with me when my grand daughter wasn’t feeling well. She is now a healthy bouncing baby, thanks to the fervent prayers that the leaders made.  

I love you all. 

Diana Terrazas

Diana Terrazas

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Hi. My name is Diana Terrazas, and I am a grieving mom. That title added to my nameis difficult to say out loud, and I am so sorry for anyone forced to join this club.

I live in the foothills of Sonora, CA. I am a wife, a Mom of 5, 4 boys, and my Ange lRachel. And I am a Memaw to Zoe. I have a long relationship with Jesus, and I am so grateful for this.

On June 28, 2017, I lost my daughter, Rachel Nicole Terrazas, in a river rafting accident at Knights Ferry. She was 22 years old, and she was an amazing young lady. Rachel loved the outdoors, and she loved her family. She was an amazing daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece and aunt. And she was a lover of Jesus! This is where I draw my peace.

In my brokenness and my search for a Mom or a group of Moms who understood my pain and anguish, I found this amazing group, Grieving Moms Finding Hope. Through this group, I have been able to give my pain to Jesus, and I have learned better ways to cope and truly live through the grief. I have met many wonderful ladies and created some of my closest friendships. I am honored to be able to lead and share GMFH withother grieving moms, and I have, some more, created some beautiful friendships.

I am so sorry for the loss of your child, and I am so glad you have found this group. I am committed to loving and supporting you along the way!

In Jesus’ precious name!

Karen White

Karen White

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Hello! I’m so happy I’ve found GMFH, where I know I’m with women who truly “get it.” I live in Tecumseh, Kansas, a tiny rural area near the Capital of Topeka. My husband and I have one son and two daughters, in addition to our youngest son, Joe, who has left this world. My oldest daughter and her four young children live near us, and the grandkids spend a lot of time at our house, so we keep active.

“Why, the question that is never far away…” (The Hurt and the Healer by Mercy Me) describes how I often thought even before my son Joe’s passing. His 12-year journey with severe mental illness and the illness of addiction took him and us, his parents, through so many dark places, for so many years. We lost him twice, first to addiction and then to suicide. The devastation and trauma, physical and mental exhaustion, anxiety, emotional breakdowns, PTSD, all because we fought so hard to save Joe and, in the end, despite Joe’s valiant fight and our determined efforts to save him, he succumbed to his demons. He was 24.

After losing Joe in 2019, I was blessed to find Grieving Moms, where I’ve seen many women who share their stories of faith, hope, and courage despite indescribable heartache. I have learned from these brave women that I can say yes; I will be okay. And most days, I am.

My journey is not only one of grief but also reconnecting with God after many years of being angry because He wouldn’t heal my son. But after losing Joe, I no longer felt the need to be mad at God and began to rekindle a relationship with Him which had been significantly damaged. Moving back to embodying faith, patience, trust, and hope is painstakingly slow, but I find great hope and encouragement through women in the Grieving Moms’ community.

I know, without a doubt, that God has a much bigger plan and purpose in the experiences and lessons of Joe’s life. He will, in some way, use this heartache to accomplish His purpose, which is for His glory and our good!

I look forward to continuing my journey with our Grieving Moms’ family to deepen my spiritual understanding and trust in God’s bigger plan. And as we find commonality in our losses, we can each share our experience, strength, and hope through this painful journey.

Lisa Didun

Lisa Didun

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Never thought I’d be writing a bio for a grieving mom’s ministry as you probably didn’t think that you would seek to read it.  However, I’m glad you are.  It gutted me when my 28-year-old son Christopher passed.  I called out to the Lord in angst for help… help to breathe, help to get out of bed, help to go on.  My family is my heart  although shattered it’s still beating. How do I deal with and  support my daughter and husband?  Being totally crushed, I had no answers. How do others survive this?  The answer came by way of a google search that led to Jacke Rose and the Grieving Moms Finding Hope (GMFH) ministry. In short, it saved me!  At the age of 58, I was a devoted mom who had raised two kids, put them both through college, had a successful 32-year career as a Speech-Language Pathologist and was ready to settle down to retirement.  However, despite careful planning things took a turn. On the night of July 20, 2018, I got the phone dropping call from Chris’s girlfriend. She was unable to wake him, Chris passed in his sleep. 


Our world flipped in an instant. Christopher, a 3-sport athlete [football, basketball, and baseball] had 4 knee surgeries including major ACL repairs on each knee.   One for which there were complications and an infection that led to a long hospital stay and recovery.  In researching it, in that time, he had been given 11 prescriptions of opioids [Vicodin and Percocet] to help with the pain.  The doctors used to give them out like candy, hence what we now know has led to a national “Opioid Crisis”.  There are pieces to this puzzle that we may never know for certain, but once the toxicology results came in months later, it was found that Chris passed due to an “Accidental Fentanyl Poisoning”.  Not a known addict, never in rehab, we suspect, he turned to opioids to help ease the pain that persisted in his knees. He had trouble sleeping because he told me that his knees ached at night.   I spoke with him the day before he passed and although he was not supposed to, he ran 3 miles in an effort to lose weight and get back into shape. He went back to what he knew.  We suspect that Chris no longer had a prescription for pain meds, so he must have gotten something off the street that was laced with fentanyl, causing a cardiac arrest.

In recalling that time, I am reminded of the initial heart-wrenching pain but know that today I have changed, grown…and have found life altering HOPE.  

Pushing through the frozen darkness to find the warmth of God’s light, is a process involving so many human emotions.  Although questions arise, the “only ifs” no longer consume me.  My HOPE lies in the belief that when my time comes, I will be reunited with my son in heaven for eternity. Chris was only here for 28 years, a tiny amount of time compared to forever.  The GMFH ministry has helped me connect with other moms who are not only surviving but thriving. Jacke Rose and the other courageous moms are my inspiration.  If they can do it, I can do it!  I am not alone.

For grief to be healed, it  needs to be witnessed.  Being part of a GMFH group is a safe place where you are heard and not judged.  Although grief is as individual as a fingerprint, there are some things only another grieving mom understands.  In time, healing and peace widens around the hurt.  Please know that healing is not forgetting, I could never forget my beautiful dance loving boy. I feel him with me every moment.  Healing is simply remembering with more love than pain.  

In honor of Chris, I get up every morning and strive to live a life that will make him proud.

Don’t let the darkness hide your light.  

I love you so much Christopher, till we meet again.

Lisa Didun   [Mercerville,  New Jersey] 

Romans 8:18

 “For I consider the sufferings of this present time are not worth

comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us”

Rosey Bell

Rosey Bell

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My name is Rosemary Bell, although I prefer to be known as Rosey. I live in Holywood, a small town near Belfast in Northern Ireland. At the time of writing this, I am 69 yrs old. I am married to Aubrey, who was in the same year group at medical school, and for 46 years, he has been a faithful and loving husband, sharing life’s mountain tops and the deep, deep valleys. Aubrey prayed for me at university with a group of others, and I became a Christian during the second year of our six-year course. We married as final-year students and started our family four years later.

I worked part-time most of the years my children (apart from the youngest, Tanya) were small, and I retired from my career as a consultant pathologist just over a year ago. My specialty was women’s health, Gynecological pathology, and reading Pap smears! Until recently, my passion was advancing women’s health, particularly in preventing cervical cancer in poorer countries, especially in Uganda and Bolivia (have personal contacts in these countries). I am also passionate about education for girls and sit on the board of governors for a local girl’s grammar school.

Aubrey and I are elders in the local Presbyterian church, but in our youth, we were influenced by the life of John Wimber, who founded the Vineyard fellowship. I, in particular, have strong ties with the vineyard church in Glasgow (in Scotland), where two of our daughters, Tamsin and Tanya, are active in church ministry and where our son David was baptized as an adult. Their pastor Jamie has greatly supported us after our landslide, as has our local church. 

We have four children, three daughters, Tina, Tamsin, and Tanya. Our only son David died suddenly of a cardiac arrest two years ago in Romania, whilst walking with his friend in the hills above Brasov. He was on holiday with his Romanian wife Alina and their wee son Noah, who was only four months old when David died. David was under immense pressure at work and taking time to “clear his head.” Our lives changed dramatically when we got the phone call to say David had dropped dead. I heard God say, almost audibly,” The Lord gives and the Lord taketh away: Blessed be the name of the Lord” We know our children are only loaned to us, but there is nothing to prepare you for the loss of your child. Like many of you mums, I felt like I did not want to live and struggled to get up every day! 

These are difficult circumstances following David’s death that are still not resolved due to delays caused by the pandemic. Although friends and family were supportive, it wasn’t until I heard Jackie Rose in conversation with Kay Warren that I realised there is something different in a mother’s grief, not more or less than others’ grief, just different. As they talked (and I listened online), I knew in my heart I should join a Grieving Moms Group, and through this, I have been gently led to grieve as a Christian Mom, finding hope in Christ for the future. As Jacke shared, Scripture has been new, as if reading for the first time, and so personal! I love her constant reassurance to us moms “you’re gonna be alright.”

So, my passions have shifted, and I lead the small group that initially met with Jacke, a group of soul sisters. With God’s help, I hope to comfort and gently lead others through this difficult path and to know that with God’s help, they, too, will be ok!

Susie Spoolstra-Kelley

Susie Spoolstra-Kelley

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Zach’s Momma 3/10/91-5/06/18

Hi Friends,

First of all, I want to tell you how sorry I am that we have to meet this way. A bit of myself so that you know me a little. I am the youngest of six with five older brothers. I now have two left, my brother, just older than me, took his life when he was 17, and I was 13, and my other two brothers died eight years ago and five years ago. I grew up knowing Jesus at a very young age and then decided as an adult to follow Him with my whole heart after going through a heartbreaking circumstance at about 21 years of age. I married my first Husband after having my firstborn son Zach, and even though He was incredibly abusive to me, I convinced myself that no one else would ever want me now that I had a baby. To make a long story short, I stayed in an emotionally, mentally, and physically abusive marriage for 18 years and three more beautiful children later, before I finally got out. Beaten, bruised, and the self-esteem the size of a small ant, I was finally divorced. He then moved to Texas and left me with all of my children, which was fine with me, but I was not free of him in my mind; he was still able to make me feel terrible about myself from afar. Literally, it took walking minute by minute with Jesus to feel like I would survive. 

My friends used to tell me that I should write a book about all that I had been through and how the Lord was helping me with all of that; I Never in a MILLION Years would have thought that my ministry would be to other grieving Mommas because of the Loss of my precious son. My son Zach was hit and killed by a drunk driver who was 2 ½ times over the legal limit on May 6th, 2018. My baby was 24 years old and was 45 seconds from his home, where he was on his way back to after visiting his friends. I didn’t receive the dreaded knock on the door until 9:30 the next morning. I don’t have to tell any of you how that feels. Unfortunately, we all know how that feels. 

My prayer for all of you who are in this same position is that I can impart the Hope of Jesus, the NAME above ALL NAMES, Our ONLY Hope, that He promises to be SO close to our broken hearts (psalms 34:18). My Joy is being able to be His hands and feet to reach out to any of you who need Hope and encouragement and help give you the tools to walk this journey we NEVER wanted to walk.

2 Corinthians 1:3-5

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ the Father of Compassion and the God of all comfort, Who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God, For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ.

In His Love, 


Brendal Thomas

Brendal Thomas

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Hello, my name is Brendal Thomas and I live in Riverside, California with my husband and best friend of 33 years. God blessed me with two wonderful children–my son, Jay who is now in heaven, and my daughter, Leah. I enjoy hiking, spending time with my family, reading, and cuddling with my dog Taffy. Professionally, for the last 25 years, I have been a registered nurse and now work as a case manager for an outpatient oncology clinic. At church, I am involved in our Prayer & Share ministry which provides biblical counseling to hurting people, and our Women’s ministry, Woven.

In July of 2020, my son, Jay died in his sleep as a complication of sleep apnea. He was only 26 years old. My husband, who used to work nights found him unresponsive upon coming home from work and called out to me. I started CPR and continued until the paramedics arrived. This was the worst day of my life. When you lose a child, everyone wants to connect you to grieving resources on social media but I found that a lot of these resources were unbiblical and promoted contacting mediums and psychics. Early in my grief and by the grace of God, I happened to see a Grieving Moms Finding Hope Facebook feed and some of Jacke’s devotions. Then, I found the Zoom groups and thought it was my best chance of healing. I am so glad that I took the chance to pursue healing in Jesus Christ with the help of this ministry. Grieving Moms Finding Hope gave me just that–HOPE. Hope that I was not alone, hope that I would eventually have joy again, hope to endure this trial of child loss. My favorite verse that the Lord kept giving me the last three years is 2 Timothy 4:17 “But the Lord stood with me and gave me strength”. He has kept this promise and now I want to give back to this wonderful ministry that means so much to me.

Katrina Ramsay

Katrina Ramsay

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Hi, my is Katrina Ramsay. I live in Dallas, Texas.

January 2019 is when my landslide hit. I lost my beautiful daughter, Claire when she was 17 months. She was the most fun loving, kind spirited, goofy little firecracker. She was always down for a pizza dance, never went far without a book and blew kisses and batted those eyelashes especially if there was a balloon to be had at the grocery store!

I started to attend Grieving Moms Finding Hope about a month after Claire passed. The first week when I sat down, I couldn’t even write her name on the paper. It was a group I never thought I needed. There is no way to make sense of your child’s death, but being surrounded by a group of women who are unfortunately in this club nobody should be a part of brings a sense of peace. You can go into the group and being able to talk to other moms who can relate to the lose you feel. Though we all process it differently and go through the landslide in different ways; just speaking about your child, your happy moments, your struggles, and everything in between makes such a difference.

As you work through the landslide and the stages of grief that sometimes throws you curveballs there is joy in life. Claire pushes me everyday to continue to spread her light. She has the most caring heart and I know throughout my groups she is letting me know I am not alone. This is why I decided to join as a leader, and lead Claire’s Group for Mother’s who have lost a young child.


Our mission is simple yet profound: to provide a yearning for Christ, community, and new beginnings in the lives of Grieving Moms. We understand that the journey of grief can be isolating, but we firmly believe that together, we can heal and grow stronger. Our core values are encapsulated in the principles of empathy, resilience, faith, and compassion. We are committed to fostering an environment where every grieving mother is embraced with love and understanding.

Statement of Faith

One woman formed Grieving Moms Finding Hope as a place of hope, healing, and fellowship for women who grieve the death of a child. As believers in Jesus Christ, the ministry desires to grow in Him and be conformed into His image by the Holy Spirit.

The founder is from a nondenominational background. She believes that the essential attribute of Christianity and this group is LOVE. Our love for each other should be greater than any of the differences we possess and an integral part of our Christian faith.

We welcome all women of every background and faith. We look forward to establishing a friendship with you, filling you with the promises Jesus Christ offers in His Word. 

We believe that there is one God who is the Trinity, existing in three persons, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. We believe in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord, who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, crucified, died, and buried. On the third day, He rose again from the dead. He ascended into Heaven and sits at the right hand of God, the Father Almighty. From there, He will come to judge all mankind. We believe in the Holy Spirit, the fellowship of believers, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and life everlasting. We believe the Bible to be the inspired, infallible and authoritative word of God.

If you are interested in establishing a relationship with God, visit our website: We also have small group gatherings where you can ask questions and begin the beautiful life God has prepared you for, especially after this Landslide.

My adventure with God started back in 1996. Since then, He has blessed me with the privilege of shepherding many of His people. My prayer is that we remove any misconceptions that you may have about Christianity and that you will feel welcome and loved!

Jacke Rose

Founder of Grieving Moms Finding Hope