Welcome back! If you read yesterday’s 100 days post (part 1), you know today continues our celebration of the remaining 50 GOOD things we’ve experienced, witnessed, or heard about since Joel went to Heaven 100 days ago (now 101 today). Without further ado, here are the remaining 50…
- We’ve been offered and given free haircuts.
- A precious friend made pillows for each of my smallest children and both grandchildren, and even for me, out of Joel’s shirts.
- Joel’s Valentine’s Day gift to me arrived in the mail the day after he died. What a precious God wink to discover and receive the day after He went home to Heaven!
- A friend mailed me a book that she adores and is perfect to share with our children. We love reading The Invisible String, Karen! Thank you!
- I’ve had friends call on several occasions who felt led to reach out to me in prayer. Without fail, God sent them to me at JUST that moment. He knew I needed people standing in the gap for me, lifting me up to Him during some of my darkest moments.
- My youngest son sees his daddy in everything we do. His memory is phenomenal, and I pray this continues, because I was worried he wouldn’t remember his daddy, being so young when he died.
- I found 3 other gifts Joel had wrapped for me and was saving for some occasion…Mother’s Day, Christmas, who knows. I unwrapped them, and tears poured as the gifts were perfect for the moment or had been something I had prayed about getting.
- My children frequently have pleasant dreams about their daddy. I’m still waiting to dream about my love, and I know it will come when God is ready to allow it. I’ve only dreamed about Chris twice since he died (over 6 years ago), so this doesn’t totally surprise me that I haven’t dreamed about Joel yet. It’s all in God’s timing. I’m thankful, however, that my children have been given that gift of “seeing him” in their dreams.
- Each of the children was given precious stuffed bears from the hospital system their daddy used to work for.
- I’ve had to rely on numerous people to drive me to Asheville for wound checks, surgeon appointments, surgeries, etc. There has been no shortage of people willing and able to help out. So humbling!
- Before Damaris (the nanny) arrived, another family worked non-stop, morning and night, with several of their older girls and their mother to make sure our children were up and ready for school, taken to school, and picked up. I couldn’t climb stairs or drive during those earliest days, so this was a much-needed gift.
- Several other ladies from the church have also been willing and able to run pick-up duty many times.
- A new friend, and fellow adoptive mom, with two special needs girls gave up an entire week of her early morning hours at home to come and care for my family. Becky would wake up the kiddos, get them to school, do things around the house, and then scoot away to her next responsibility. She amazed me that she would offer that sacrifice when she could probably use some of that help herself at times.
- I’ve found a wonderful grief counselor. She’ll also be working with a few of the children over time (and as needed).
- New friends came over and painted two of the rooms that we weren’t able to get to before moving into the house last October.
- One of my pastors and church staff members brought me a chicken sandwich while I was in the hospital getting checked out after my wreck.
- I was loaned a knee scooter thingy to use after my second surgery (sorry…don’t know the official name), and it was a true help in navigating the house.
- I’ve been able to share my story of being twice widowed in less than six years with countless people, many unbelievers. The number one question…how are you even surviving (emotionally speaking)? Each time I answer…it’s not me…it’s Christ in me. Without my faith, I’d be lost on so many levels.
- I’ve connected with friends from Joel’s past I never had the privilege of knowing while he was still living.
- While I’m not ready to go through Joel’s clothes, at least the ones I’ve seen him wear, I was able to take some clothes with tags still on them and donate them to a precious brother in the Lord from Pakistan. Joel would be pleased, as he spent time in this man’s home with his precious wife.
- A speaker/author (that I personally don’t know) donated her earnings from a day spent teaching a local business group to our family after hearing our story. This was just days before Joel’s death.
- We received boxed lunches from my precious work family to take with us as we traveled from Joel’s funeral service to the cemetery, since they were nearly three hours apart.
- A precious couple from my previous church gifted me a craft table for my craft room. They saw a post I put on Facebook with a picture asking if someone knew how to build a craft desk Joel had planned to make for me. The one they ended up purchasing for me looks almost identical to the one he planned to build.
- One of the most practical gifts I’ve continued to receive from various people has been the gift of paper goods – plates, cutlery, cups, napkins, toilet paper, etc. It’s made life so much easier, and we’ve had a lot of people in and out of the house, and it’s been a huge blessing!
- My push lawn mower wasn’t working, as some men discovered when they went to mow one evening. Most of our lawn requires a riding mower, but the push mower is important for some areas. One of the guys took it back to his place and fixed it before I could practically blink.
- Our local realtor and several co-workers collected money to buy groceries for us and did the shopping and delivery too.
- Joel’s co-workers donated very graciously to our family. I cried and cried when I received their gift, knowing how hard it must be to lose a teammate who had been there longer than any of them.
- Joel was buried in his hometown of High Point, NC – just below his daddy. I’ll be in the spot next to him. I was blessed to receive that gift from Joel’s mother.
- My children are learning to laugh again. So am I.
- God has been speaking clearly to me about some bold next steps in my life. I continue to discern his call, but I’ll share more as I feel led.
- My little one has learned to ride a tricycle and participated in his first Trike-A-Thon fundraiser for St. Jude Children’s Hospital. I was a proud mommy, and I know daddy would have been just as proud. I prayed he could see him from Heaven.
- I have been able to give away some things that have no purpose in our lives without Joel here. It’s such a blessing to give away anything when I’ve been blessed so greatly during these 100 days.
- My mother-in-law’s church fed us after Joel’s burial.
- Her pastor conducted the graveside service.
- I developed a T-shirt design on TeeSpring and used it as a fundraiser and a way to get a message across. No matter the pain, no matter the tragedy…God is still good. The #HeIsStillGood shirts are still available to order but have been a huge hit so far!
- Many friends and family are now revisiting their wills, power of attorney documents, etc., to make sure everything is up to date. Joel’s sudden passing caught several folks I know off guard (like we were), and they want to make sure that doesn’t happen to them.
- I have always considered myself to be an independent person. However, Joel took care of so much (and wanted to) that I learned to depend on him during our marriage. I am re-learning how to do things on my own again. The blessing in this is that I am ABLE to…even if it wasn’t for which I asked.
- My children are learning more about their Heavenly Daddy – Abba!
- I have met several new widow friends.
- I have seen firsthand the power of corporate prayer on a large scale and am humbled to have been the subject of prayer from people who had never even heard of our family before this tragedy.
- I personally know the funeral director who handled all of Joel’s arrangements (and did Chris’ too). I consider myself very blessed to have been connected to him for many years before a time like this.
- Joel’s extended family has become more intimately my own.
- I have gotten a couple of sweet notes from prior patients of Joel’s at the cancer center. What a blessing to see how treasured and respected he was as their caregiver!
- One of the first things God made clear to me after Joel’s death was that we were to remain in Hickory and not move back to Asheville. Although it didn’t make sense initially to MANY people, I am starting to see the “why” in this, and I am falling in love with this new place we now call home.
- Sometimes, Joel and I would watch a TV series together on Netflix for a little evening entertainment after the kids went to bed. We were in the middle of one when he died, and I struggled to go back to watching. I have since been able to finish the series. That might seem silly, but it was important to me to complete something we started together.
- My special-needs daughter has been very matter-of-fact about her daddy’s death. She knows he died. She knows he’s in Heaven. But I’ve never seen much emotion out of her (which might be a blessing, in part, due to her disabilities). However, just last week…she came up to me and said out of nowhere, “I miss daddy.” Although they hurt, those words sounded joyful to my ears.
- #TeamStirewalt was created. A group of new friends and strangers who lavished practical love upon us!
- One of the things Austyn has missed most since Daddy went to Heaven is his wrestling matches with him. He’s tried to get his brothers to participate, but it usually leads to arguments or someone getting hurt. Since I’ve been unable to do much physical activity, it’s been out of the question for me. However, just the other night, I got to have a “mini-match” with my little man, and the joy that erupted from his heart over something so seemingly simple was beautiful to see.
- Damaris (our short-term nanny) has poured herself into our family, and I’ve learned to let someone else “take over” things I would normally never relinquish.
- I have a renewed longing for my eternal Home of Heaven.
I know the posts over these two days have been much longer than normal, but I really wanted to focus on 100 blessings to celebrate Joel’s 100 days in Heaven. It’s hard to shorten the word count for something like this. Thank you for taking the time to read them and join us in this celebration, of sorts.
#HeIsStillGood

