Rhonda and Jason

Rhonda and Jason
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Friday, April 12, 2013

Happy Birthday

I woke up trying to imagine what today would have looked like had May 2, 2012 not played out the way it did.  I don't do that; I don't dwell and struggle with "what if's" and "couda, shoulda, woulda's".  I feel I've got quite an imagination, but I can't imagine what Esther would look like.  That stings a bit, makes me feel a little less or maybe just realize more who's missing today.  I thought about how it would be to sing happy birthday to Esther.  It is odd, because those attempts to imagine just don't fit; strange that make believe doesn't fit.  The truth is my girl has gone where I long to be.  Happy birthday would definitely be out of place with heaven all around and our savior Jesus there with you.  It brought me back to her bedside at children's hospital.  Alleluia, alleluia for the Lord God almighty reigns!  I sang to my sweet girl, and we praised Him together.  Yes I do miss her so.  Holding hands, gazing into her eyes, singing sweet songs to God.  Papa and daughter; a perfect match made by the one and only perfect One.
Today is the day, that one year ago my first daughter was born.  I stood by my bride and watched her push with everything she had to bear Esther into this broken world; an imperfect world with defect and death.  Esther cried, two small squeaks!  Hope had been born!  I prayed.  I cried.  I worshipped and begged the creator of all to give us moments with this beautiful child.  With each moment of new life, hope grew.  I lost all ability to form thoughtful prayer and only cried Abba Father.
Today I am still Esther's papa, but God is Father of us all.  God is my papa who sings to me, holds my hand and lifts me up.  Dear God, give me the strength to live for you and no one else.  For His glory, is the infinitely powerful name of His son Jesus I pray,
Amen!

We'd be eating farmhouse pancakes with you today sweet girl!!!!
Lyrics to the Song "Pilot Me" By Josh Garrels

Pilot Me 

I will arise and follow you over 
Savior please, pilot me 

Over the waves and through every sorrow 
Savior please, pilot me 

When I have no more strength left to follow 
Fall on my knees, pilot me 

May your sun rise and lead me on 
Over the sea’s, savior pilot me 

O’ Lord

Saturday, March 2, 2013

7 weeks to go!!!


We are closing in on the end of this pregnancy with our little rainbow baby.  As we told you before, its a girl and we have decided on a name for her.  Josephine Ruth Holtrop.  Josephine is from Joseph in the bible.  The meaning behind the name is "the Lord will bring many."  To Jason and I, its reassuring after all we have been through.  Jo, Joseph  and Joe are family names on both sides of our family.  The middle name Ruth also comes from the bible.  Jason and I love the story of Ruth in the bible and how the Lord redeemed her and her family after tragedy and brought so many good things out of it.  We feel the Lord has already redeemed us and blessed us tenfold since Esther passing.

We have been up to a lot of projects in the passed few months.  Here are some of the pictures.  We have had so much fun and time has flown by throughout all of it.

Wood shed and shed build out of reclaimed wood and materials

Before picture of our gas fireplace

A friend donated some great pieces of stone

New wood stove.  Our average house temperature went from 64 to 79 degrees.  We love it.  It just meant a lot of hard work cutting trees and getting enough dry and wet wood for some years to come.  The project is still not complete


Last week we flew to Mexico with some of my family members.  This was a trip we were going to take last year at this time, but with Esther's condition we were unable to.  Jason and I flew in a day before the rest of my family and both of us had an uneasy feeling in our hearts.  Neither of us talked about it til the next day.  We were at this same place 10 months ago as we grieved Esther death together.   It had been a week since her death at that time and we cried our guts out as we grieved how much we missed being by her side fighting for her life.  We laid our hopes, dreams and future for her at the cross trusting God knew what was best for us.  We had no idea how our next days, months and years would consist of and whether or not we were capable of putting one step in front of the other.  Our hearts were so heavy.  It was hard to get out bed or even close our eyes at night feeling like we were still waking up from a bad dream.  This was the deck of cards God dealt to us.  Could we make it through?

Today marks 10 months since we have said goodbye.  Since then, it amazing to see how much God has carried us.  Its hard to think any of us are strong enough to make it through something so awful.  But he carried us, redeemed us and has brought beauty in the midst of ashes.  It wasn't until the last hour of our time in Mexico that we were able to come back to the beach and thank God again for Esther.  We were so busy showing our family around, cooking, cleaning and reading books that time just flew.  But we both knew we needed to spend time and give thanks to the Lord.  Once again we thanked the Lord through teared stained faces.  For his guidance, comfort and strength to see past it all and the new hope and blessing we have still growing safely inside of me.
The arch in Cabo


Morning sunrise over the resort

Prego belly shot for those that needed one.

Beautiful Sunset




I want to make one thing clear through... even though it sounds like we are doing so great there are still many days it hurts bad.  Days I wake up after having an awful dream of Esther dying again.  Running to find someone to save her as I somehow pulled off the lines of the ecmo machine and blood is going everywhere.  We can't save her, no one can.  Then there is watching a tv show that reminds you of what it looked like to see her dying.  They are all too real.  It doesn't affect you as much unless you have felt and seen what its like to go through something so painful and out of your control like we have.
It also surprises me that while I was pregnant with Esther, I personally never had dreams of her.  I never had a dream of holding her or seeing her grow up.  I know my husband did and his father did, but I didn't.  Since then, I have had 3 dreams of Josephine.  Of us holding her and trying to take care of her.  The burden is lifted more and more when you can actually taste and dream of your future with your little girl.  It is so reassuring.  I wish I had moments like that with Esther.  But I know she is here with us daily.  Each time we get to see a beautiful sunset or whales jumping out of the water, or the sound of an owl hooting near by- I know its her and the Lord saying "we are right here Rhonda."

Lastly, I will leave you with this.  This is something I found this morning on a grief site that I thought was really great.  Its for those of you I run into and play a role in my life and wonder what is Rhonda really thinking.  I added some more to it from my own personal experience:

I have never been good at telling others what I need.
Losing my daughter complicated my ability to ask for help rather than sharpening it.
If I could have given myself one thing to get me through,  it would have been a voice to tell those closest to me what I will need most to get me through the days and years ahead…
I need to say her name without bringing everyone to tears or for people to not change the subject so quickly as if I never said anything at all.  Its okay to talk about her.  In fact talking about her allows me to let you know all that she meant to me and helps keeps the memories of her alive.
I need her life to be included in the count of children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews.
I need kindness on birthdays and understanding on holidays.  All of them have been so painful as it is so easy for others to not even think or acknowledge what dreams and hopes we had to let go and the missing piece of her not being there with us.
I need to stay in bed and a reason to get out of it.
I need to talk endlessly and to let the phone ring.
I need an extra hug and respect for my space.
I need someone to ask how I’m doing and want to know the real answer.
I need a “handle with care” sticker for my heart, my emotions have been fragile since the day I said goodbye.
I need patience and reminders for my mind, part of it will always be somewhere else.
I need forgiveness for not being the friend, sister, daughter and wife I used to be…
a lifetime seems like such a long time to wait to hold my child again.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Its a......

Its a girl!!!
We can hardly express in words how excited we are to carry another miracle the Lord has brought into  our lives.  He has truly turned our sorrows into joy.  I was sitting by Esther's grave the other day talking to her about how excited I was, wondering how excited she was that she was going to be a big sister.  Our God is so faithful and redeeming.  We are 18 weeks along and busy cutting trees for our new wood stove, building to store the wood and trying to find any free materials out there that will help us build.  God continually providing as I wait for my job to start and Jason works hard with his patients at the hospital.  With the changes in our world, the elections that just ended, we are reminded over and over again that our God WINS in the end.  So thankful for that.  We have no reason to worry.  To daily go to him in our strength's and weaknesses knowing he will always carry us through.  Some of the best news came for Jason and I a few weeks ago with our ultrasound in Seattle.  We found out our baby is completely healthy and that we were having a little girl.  We are more than thrilled.  So excited that we are going to get to "raise" our girl.  Another perfect girl the Lord has given us.

Another song the Lord has given us in this time:

Friday, October 19, 2012

Our new excitement....

I will try and recap what has happened in the last 6 months since loosing Esther.  Please stick through till the end so you can find out about some exciting news.  You can see many of the following pictures and the thousands of times Jason and I have been blessed since the passing of Esther.  We are learning what its like to live and walk daily with a piece of our hearts missing that will never be completely filled except through Christ's touch.  There isn't a day that goes by or even a minute that we don't think about our beautiful girl.  Even if we are smiling from the inside out, there still remains the numbness and pain that we hold onto after loosing her.  We are carrying around a lump from our throat to our stomach and tears often begin to burn behind our eyes as we go through our day to day life.  Giving her back to the Lord after we so badly wanted to keep her was incredibly hard.  But we are learning to Trust in our everlasting father who knows us more than we can ever comprehend.  Who promises us more in return.

I have been reading some books on lose and pain.  One is called "Hearing Jesus Speak into Your Sorrow." This particular book has brought some great insights for me that I have been able to ponder and digest.  Some questions for some of us that may come up after loosing someone is this: "Is the gospel really true?"  Many who have lost someone they love or have witnessed in someone else's life, may ask themselves, "how can there be a God when bad things happen to good people?"  The following quotes from the book have helped me in the wrestling of this question.  In this book it states, 

"In John 6, where John records that many of Jesus' followers had turned away and deserted him because some of his teachings were so hard for them to swallow.  They were offended by what Jesus said, so they simply walked away from him.  He didn't meet their immediate expectations, and he seemed to ask of them more than they wanted to give.  They were far more interested in what they could get from Jesus than in getting more of Jesus.  And when Jesus made it clear that what he wanted to give them was more of himself, they simply weren't interested any longer.  At that point, as the throngs that had been following him began to slip away, Jesus turned to his twelve disciples and asked "are you also going to leave?"  

After reading this passage in the bible, I can understand why some walked away.  Relating this to my own life, I can also see why some people may question God, and just walk away because he did not meet our expectations.  As we struggle to reconcile our understandings of the bible and what cards we have been dealt with in our life we question whether or not the gospel could be true. We may feel like God is supposed to care of those he loves, but come to the reality that maybe we don't feel well cared for.  Jason and I could have left God, in the same way many did in this passage did.  But what outweighed it more was Jesus saying to us - please continue to trust me with this heartbreaking sorrow.  I am not finished yet.

Later on in this passage Peter, one of Jesus disciples,  goes on to say to "Jesus, where else would we go?  Who else could we turn to?  You are the only one we can run to who has the power to give life just by speaking it into being."  Jason and I can relate to Peter in this.  We have no were else to go.  Everything else would be meaningless.  Nothing would bring complete contentment and we would continue running and not finding an answer of healing to our pain. 

Some of the hope that Jason and I get to cling onto is knowing that when our lives come to an end we get to see Esther again because of what the gospel says happens beyond the grave.  It helps in the agony part knowing that Jason and I will meet her in heaven because of the commitment and belief we have made with our Lord and Savior.  We also Trust the Lord in our pain and agony.  There has never been a time we felt the Lord has let us down.  Even in the midst of times it may feel he has abandoned us.  But he hasn't and what comes out of the pain is far more beautiful that we could have ever dreamed it to be.  

I have also recently been studying the book of James in a women's bible study at church.  I have been blessed by the study of James by Beth Moore.  In fact, I encourage you if you ever have a chance to do the bible study, go for it.  You wont be disappointed.  Last night, we dove into reading James 1:12-19.  I got to look at some key things that Lord has done in my life through its ups and downs which you can read in an earlier blog I posted while we were in the hospital fighting for Esther's life.  I believe its called my testimony.  In these verses James says, "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trail, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."  You can continue to read the passages that I have listed.  Beth Moore study went on to compare this first chapter in James to John 16:20-24.  These verses talk about how God will turn our Grief into Joy.  Or a different ways of saying it- our Anguish into Joy.  This  pain we are going through can turn into a new passion and Joy to serve and love others.  It can give us a purpose and a passion if we choose not to turn our backs on what God is doing in our pain and anguish.  I can truly say today that this pain that we have dealt with Esther is a gift from God.  My heart is filled with the gifts the Lord has given in our hearts and we are able to endure the pain.  To stand so solid before the Lord is unexplainable.  I feel like every day he is holding onto our pain and anguish instead of us being tumbled and crushed by it.  He is carrying us to a closer and deeper understanding of him.  

Lastly, I want to leave you with this.  This is what Beth Moore ended her study this week in saying.  I wept when reading this, feeling these are the same words that are in my heart and soul.  

"I can look at my life in retrospect and see how several of those very things of pain morphed into gifts.  I am convinced that desperation became a gift to me because it saved me from a life of mediocrity.  Gray wasn't an option for someone as self-destructive as I was.  Looming disappointment in some key people in my life also turned into a gift.  I couldn't get anybody to mend or tend to my tattered soul the way I craved.  A lifetime of snuggling up to folks with scissor-hands scars you, but those scars become a road map that leads straight to Jesus.  There He becomes the uncontested love of your life and the unexpected fountainhead of cleaner affection for others.  Every gap in your life makes room for the Lover of your soul.  God uses time to unwrap present that appear as curses."    
AMEN!!!!!!!! This is what we are talking about!!!!!!!  If you only knew what the Lord has brought Jason and I from each individually and the freedom we have felt in Christ.  It feels worth it to experience what we have because he really is that great.  I will go through anything to be closer to him. Neither of us want to live a mediocre life with Christ.  We want to live it to the fullest and see all he has to offer.

Here are some photo's over the last 6 months.  We have had so many fun adventures.  Over the last 6 months, I quit my job of being a detention officer.  I was having a difficult time healing my heart there.  Whenever I needed to get down on my knees to cry and feel the pain- I was there in that dark hole of detention.  I didn't feel like I could find the freedom to do this as I was the supervisor trying to run the show.  I didn't leave because of the kids, but more continuing staff and management difficulties that I no longer wanted to deal with.  It was time to let go and let the Lord lead me into something new.  The day after I quit I had an interview with Catholic Community Services as a Community Support Specialist.  I got the job and now get to hang out with youth that are having a hard time.  These are families that are usually low income that are need of assistance through counseling, behavior modification and crisis intervention.  I simply get to hang out with these kids one on one whether it be exploring Bellingham, playing a board game, teaching healthy social interactions and bringing some relief to the youth and their family.  

The day I was done working at Juvenile Detention, I found out we were Pregnant.  It couldn't have been better timing.  We couldn't believe it.  Our next baby is Due April 21st, just two days after what Esther's due date was.  We feel completely blessed.  We have met more amazing doctors and RNP with this baby.  We also have been back down to Seattle UW medicine and met up with our old doctors to share new hope and excitement with them.  They are family to us.  They are willing to sit down and discuss our fears and hopes for this new baby.  They have prayed over us and continued to praise us for what we have been through.  What a gift it is to have them still be such a valued part in our lives.  So far our ultrasounds are great.  They do not see any concern so far.  We will go down to UW again on November 5th to have our 17 week ultrasound to find out the sex of the baby and verify whether or not this baby has any defects or not.  Please lift us up in prayer as you can imagine the nerves and fear we hold onto.

Jason is still working at St Joseph hospital as a RN on the Medical/Surgical floor.  He loves his job and the joy it brings him on a daily basis.  He works 12hr shifts which allows him to only have to work two days in a row.  This gives us lots of freedom to have time together and get away for mini vacations.  We are still madly in love and find each other more and more enduring as the days go on.  

This last week I got enough strength and courage to join the church worship team.  It has been since high school that I have helped singing worship in church.  After loosing Esther and not being able to have the strength to sing to her in the hospital, I felt like she had talked me into going up in front again.  Esther wants to hear her Momma sing while she is in Heaven.  Last week was my first week getting back up there. I felt her presence all over.  I couldn't help but smile the whole time as we worshiped the Lord together.  The words we sing for worship have become more real than they have ever been before.  Jason and I find ourselves crying every Sunday as we sing to the Lord and think about how truly great he is.

Jason and I have also done some races recently.  We wanted to raise CDH awareness and wear the shirts we created for our Esther Holtrop Foundation.  The foundation is raising support for Whatcom County families in crisis along with helping other CDH families.  So far we have raised almost $3000.  We still have many shirts to sell to help raise support.  We are asking for a $20 donation for these.  We will have it as a tax right off soon, we are still in the process of making the foundation a non-profit and getting this approved.  Thanks for the patience in this.  Jason competed in the Tough Mudder in Seattle with his brother and friends.  You can see a few pictures of this when scrolling down.  The following day my friends and I did the Bellingham half marathon while I was 12 weeks pregnant.  It was amazing.  My favorite part was when I had 1/4 of a mile to go my IPOD started playing "Bless the Lord" by Matt Redman.  I stopped running and just wept.  What a perfect ending to what we have been through.  We feel so blessed.  I will end this long winded blog with that song that has been our new song of HOPE since loosing Esther.  Thank you for allowing us to share our hearts with you.

Click on the play button to hear this song



Eating lots of food with great friends 

Our trip to Mexico for healing after Esther had passed

Motorcycle trip in Wenatchee.  Last time we will ever put motorcycles in the back of a van! What were we thinking!!!

Many trips to Whistler to Mt. Bike.  We found this tree that we want to put an ornament on for Esther next time we are there.

Making a raft of flowers for Esther at a waterfall we had hiked to with friends


I got to donate most of my breast milk for Esther to a CDH mom's baby. 

Road trip to Oregon to visit some of our friends and hit a popular Mt Bike spot called Black Rock Mountain.

Many camping trips with friends and family

Bellingham Half Marathon wearing our Esther foundation shirts and raising CDH awareness.  These are some of my friends that ran the race with me.


This is baby Kate and Jana.  This was Esther's roommate that battled CDH at Childrens Hospital for 5 1/2 months.  They just made it home last week!!!! We got to visit them a few times at the hospital and cheer them on and pray with them.
Got to visit one of my best friends Georgina in California after having her first baby Asher

Got to go fishing a few times.  Jason caught this fish and Pine and Cedar lakes.

Some friends and I got to go to Malibu Canada for a Young Life Women's weekend.  
Jason got to serve at Women's weekend by helping in the kitchen

Some of my favorite ladies at Women's weekend

Jason and his brother and a bunch of friends got to compete in the Tough Mudder.  It was a crazy course with over 22 obstacles and 12 miles of running through the mud, ice, electric shocks, crazy wall climbing and many other things.

Jason getting shocked by these wires.

We got to raise CDH awareness again as he sported Esther's shirt.

Monday, July 30, 2012

Holtrops ride as part of healing process and an ultimate goal



They rode the seventh annual Tour de Whatcom because they want to develop a charitable foundation, based on an athletic event in memory of their daughter and to help others in need.
And they rode, feeling certain that some day they will be riding as a family, teaching their children the joy of cycling.
"If God doesn't give us (biological) children, we'll adopt," Rhonda said a few days before the ride, flashing the determination in her voice that made her a three-sport athlete all four years at Lynden High School, when she was Rhonda Roosma.
Cycling is a new, and most welcome, sport in the lives of the couple. They love the outdoors, so their rides - 105 miles for Jason and 50 for Rhonda - were especially satisfying.
"It's pretty emotional but it's helping us to heal," Rhonda said by phone while waiting at a pit stop to finish the Tour de Whatcom because Jason's bike broke down and he had to grab a second bike. "Even the wait turned out well, since I got the chance to talk about Esther with a woman who had lost a child."
The Holtrops loved the gorgeous scenery on a cool day.
"What a beautiful course," Rhonda said. "This definitely is even better than we expected. We feel Esther was with us the whole time. There were a lot of smiles all around and what great people we met."
Rhonda, 32, is a Western Washington University graduate who has served for more than seven years as a Whatcom County juvenile detention officer.
"I have a degree in psychology, but I just felt more called to work directly with at-risk kids," she said in an interview a few days before the couple rode.
Jason, 39, a member of the Class of 1992 at Bellingham High, is a registered nurse at PeaceHealth St. Joseph Medical Center. He's been a lifelong outdoors lover.
"I had mountain biked recreationally with Pastor Bill at our church, Good News Fellowship, and he kept hinting and asking us to do the Tour de Whatcom," said Jason, who borrowed his pastor's bike in order to ride.
Rhonda, likewise, was grateful for the opportunity.
"For me, running and doing anything outdoors is when I feel closest to the Lord," she said. "Now, to do something like (my first) 50-mile cycling ride, it helps me to relate to Christ's pain on the cross and the pain our daughter, Esther, had to endure in her short life."
The couple explained that Esther was born with congenital diaphragmatic hernia - a disease that left her unable to develop lung, even after surgery on her 13th day of life. She was born with a hole in her diaphragm, meaning her stomach, intestines and other organs were pressed up too high into her chest cavity, interfering with her heart and preventing lung development.
"When we had our 21-week ultrasound, our first ultrasound, we first learned of the problem," said Rhonda. "She passed away May 2 of bleeding complications and not enough lung."
Except at the moment of birth, the couple never knew their child without tubes and other medical necessities.
They never heard Esther really cry - she simply never developed the lung capacity.
"Just a couple of peeps, that's all we ever heard," Rhonda said, causing a visitor to shed tears at the thought.
That's why the sound of children - especially their own - will always be welcome during an outdoor venture such as the Tour de Whatcom, which consisted of large loops of scenic country over rides of 105, 50 and 25 miles for hundreds of local cyclists. The rides started and ended at Fairhaven's Village Green.
"As soon as Esther passed, we felt passionate about wanting to help families going through crisis," Rhonda said.
"We feel that's the mission field the Lord has given us," Jason said.
The couple said they can envision an Esther Holtrop Foundation.
"Our No. 1 goal eventually will be to have our own race," said Jason, indicating they aren't yet sure whether it would be a bicycle, running and triathlon event, since the couple is now fond of a variety of outdoor exercise.
The couple said they'll always be sure of one thing about their daughter - "She was a fighter," they said.
"We didn't know if Esther would make it to the next room (following her birth)," said Rhonda. "She fought and fought and fought for 20 days. She fought just to see us. She never gave up. We knew her story needed to be told. Now we want to be an open book to help others."
The couple's love of competition and the outdoors, however, was not what led to their introduction.
"My mom (who recently retired from nursing) set us up," Rhonda said, explaining how she met Jason. He called a week after they were introduced and they were married a year and a day after their first date.
The couple said Esther's death did not shake their faith.
"I actually feel this experience strengthened and deepened our faith," said Rhonda.
"We feel a closeness and an intimacy with Jesus Christ that we had never known before," said Jason.

Read more here: http://www.bellinghamherald.com/2012/07/29/2621455/holtrops-ride-as-part-of-healing.html#storylink=cp

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Rhonda and Jason Holtrop are cheered on by Bellingham High cheerleaders as they cross the finish line of the Tour de Whatcom cycling race on Saturday July 28, 2012 in Bellingham. The ride was in honor of their daughter Esther Frances, who died on her 20th day of life of a rare congenital disease. "It was a step for healing. We wanted to go through something hard, like she did," says Rhonda. ANDY BRONSON — THE BELLINGHAM HERALD





Here we are living on Esther memory, joy and Love in our hearts.  Jason and I want to let all of you know that we  are planning on helping other families in Whatcom County enduring crisis of their own along with other CDH families.  Join us in our next upcoming races by signing up for them.  Our next race we will be joining is the Bellingham Half Marathon.  We plan on doing the Bellingham Half, but you can do the 5k, half or full marathon.  At that race we will be handing out Esther running shirts for those wanting to purchase one.  All proceeds will be going to helping other families in Whatcom County.  We will be updating our future plans along with showing the design of our shirt for her in the next few weeks on this blog.  Just want to let you know so you can sign up and start training.  Let us know if you would like a shirt and we will have a table at the race to purchase one at.  Thanks so much for continuing to follow us in our journey.
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