Twentycoats Wreath Creations UPDATE!

cropped-logoAll things are for a season, and the same goes for my wreath business.  John and I are planning to retire and move to College Station some time around 2019.  We are downsizing our footprint in our retirement years and I will no longer have the space to manage all the wreath supplies for a wreath business.  We plan on traveling and seeing this amazing country in our Casita trailer and managing my Etsy store, creating and shipping wreaths is no longer going to be possible.  Therefore, after much prayer, I have decided that I will begin downsizing my wreath business.

I had already started this process by not making Halloween wreaths after last year and sold all my Halloween supplies to another wreath designer.  This February was my last time to make Valentine’s and Mardi Gras.  I also made my last St. Patrick’s Day wreath this year.  This year will be my last to do July 4th wreaths.  I am finishing my last tulip wreath this Easter and have decided that I will no longer make those.  In fact, I just sold all my tulips on a Facebook wreath de-stashing site.  (Yes, they exist and it is a busy page!)  Here’s a picture of the tulips I sold…..over 220 bunches of tulips:


I will however, continue creating wreaths with my existing inventory……which brings me to my next decision.  After I complete my current custom order requests, I unfortunately will no longer take custom requests.   This is probably the hardest decision, because I love creating special wreaths for people and families, but it takes additional time to shop and purchase specific supplies, which are never totally used on a wreath (ribbon, mesh, florals), and so it continues to add to my inventory that I need to reduce.  If I already have the supplies to create a wreath than of course I would love to do that, but I simply have to begin using up my supplies that I have on hand….which John can attest is a large inventory!

Lastly, making wreaths has been the most healing activity during this phase of my life.  I have loved putting a small piece of my daughter and grandsons on doors all across America!  I started Twentycoats Wreath Creations with the original goal of endowing the Elizabeth Anne Herro Dowdy scholarship at Methodist Children’s Home and providing an annual scholarship named after Fischer, Ben and Hayes at Salado High School.  After 3.5 years, those goals have been accomplished.

So what will I make?  I anticipate that I will continue making Summer, Fall, Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter wreaths over the next 18-24 months.

So, what does all this mean for Twentycoats?  Well, I already have some things in mind!  I want to start making signs, and I also want Ava to join me in the next Twentycoats adventure and get back into sewing!  So, I’m sure this is not the end.  God will lead me to another area to be creative.  It will just need to be something  that will not take up so much space!

Lastly, to those that bought a Twentycoats Wreath Creation (or several), thank you for your continued support!  If you need additional wreaths over the next 18 months, let’s work to make that happen!



“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:” – Ecclesiastes 3:1


Beauty from the mess……

beauty in the messToday I was sweeping the floor after a couple of “wreath making” intense days/nights/mornings and as I swept all the clippings and mess from the last several wreaths into a pile to discard……(I don’t sweep after every wreath, because I will start another one and see that as wasted effort and realize that some of you are horrified at this picture!  LOL!)  All that aside, God laid on my heart something that I wanted to share:

Sometimes I think my life is just like that pile of clippings, mess, and trash on the floor.  But just like my wreath creations, those clippings are part of the process to make a new creation.  God is also shaping me into a new creation (just like my wreaths!).  He continues to weave, glue, cut, measure, all things in my life.  All the beauty, the pain, the grief, the joy, the disappointments to create something precious, special, rare and one of a kind.

I then realized yet once again, that how I (we) look at things can be so skewed, warped and different than how God sees us.  Is it a pile on the floor (my life) or simply something the artist(God) is doing to create a masterpiece?  Is this pile of mess the by product of hard work removing the excess to get to the end result of a beautiful, genuine life (wreath)?  There are days when I start a wreath creation that I am not sure where it will lead how it will come together, and yet it does.  How much more does my heavenly Father who created me knows what I need to become all that he intended.  The scripture says, He is doing a good work in us and will continue until we are called home or until Jesus returns.  (Philippians 1:6).  As I turn 59 next month, I realize he is still doing a good work in me.  Oh let me let him be the potter…….while I am the clay as the good hymn says.

Maybe you feel you are the mess of clippings on the floor…..but fear not!  God is doing a great work in you!  He is creating beauty out of the mess…….and oh what an awesome amazing wonderful creation that will be!




You turn 30 today…..



You turn 30 today.  It’s hard to believe that my youngest child, my baby girl is 30!  But even harder is this is your 5th birthday, that this world and my life is void of your laugh, your voice, your amazing eyes and those dimples and your unbelievable spirit and joy.







So much life and joy has happened these last five years without you here.  Babies, babies, babies!  We have been blessed with more grandchildren and your niece and nephews!    They all carry names to honor you, Fischer and Benjamin.    Eli Fischer, Marshall Benjamin and now Camryn Elizabeth.  Marshall has your dark hair and your blue eyes and has a love affair with everyone he meets.


Eli is so much like Fischer… spirited and he makes me laugh at the world again which is an amazing gift I am thankful for.  You should see the eye rolls he does because he know it cracks everyone up!


And then this month, on the 17th, we welcomed a baby girl……Camryn Elizabeth.  She too, has dark hair and is just so precious.  We all look forward to watching her grow.

Your precious Ava has changed dramatically during these past 5 years, she turns 10 in a couple of weeks.  She is growing into an amazing young woman.


Time flies and then yet it doesn’t in this time of life without you.

To celebrate your 30th, your family gathered yesterday to have a meal together, at your favorite places.  Top Notch for those cheeseburgers and onion rings and then went to Amy’s ice cream, where Eli had so much fun playing on the playground he didn’t want to leave.


You and God have taught me so much over these last 5 years.  And like so many painful things we go through in life, you can either use those moments to change or remain the same.  So, I chose to let your death in the hands of the Almighty potter, mold me and hopefully make into a better person than I ever hoped to be.  I try to love harder, to be more intentional, and even though my physical eye vision is worse I now see things and people through my spiritual eyes like never before.  And all the while always remembering that we are not promised tomorrow.

Days like today, the pangs of grief, of our separation and of missing you are hard to escape.  As a mom, your children’s birthday’s are significant.  It is the experience of giving birth you never forget and so, this day brings to the surface your life and death and a reminder of my loss.  But I have also learned that it is these pangs of physical separation that also drive my immense moments of joy and it is this time “in between” that I have become more proficient at living.  It is a strange dichotomy for sure this life of joy and grief.

So, I will go visit the earthly place that honors you and lay your birthday wreath.


I will be nice to myself today…..and rest in the hope of heaven and our reunion one day.

Until then, this momma loves you, misses you EVERY single day…..and longs for your hug and your voice to say:  “Mamacita!” like you use to do.  Until that glorious day, I will hold you and our love in my heart….always.

I love you, my Elizabeth….to God and back.


4th Heavenly Birthday…..Hayes William


Baby Hayes “official” due date was January 2nd.  So, the first wreath, I make every year is to honor my grandchild that I will meet in heaven one day.    Today, Hayes William, the child that we didn’t hold this side of heaven, turns 4.  You have made a profound impact on my life Hayes and yet I never held you or saw your face.  Thank you for helping me understand how precious some things are in life and the importance of family and relationships.


Jesus:  Please give Hayes a hug and kiss him for me and tell Elizabeth, Fischer and Ben I love them.


Happy Heavenly 4th Birthday Hayes…….I love you… God and back.


Christmas 2016

christmas-2016Late this afternoon as the sun was beginning to set, my Beloved and I went to the cemetery to lay Lizz and the boys wreaths.  It’s hard to believe we were sharing our last Christmas with the family 5 years ago.  As I shake my head writing that statement, it feels like yesterday and then it’s hard to believe we have passed 5 years, but so is the calendar of the bereaved.  Fischer would be 8 this Christmas, Ben 6, and Hayes a few weeks shy of turning 4.    I got this Facebook memory today and it filled my heart with their love and again the reminder of the loss.


So, what have the last 5 Christmas’ taught me that I wish I knew previously?

  1.  We spend too much time on the commercial aspect of this holiday.  We should spend it with our family and those relationships that matter most.
  2. Christmas should become less and less about the decorations and the shopping.  Through these last 5 years, I prefer not to get gifts.  The best gift is sharing the gift of Christ with family.
  3. Hug tighter
  4. Linger Longer
  5. And let the tears of joy and sorrow flow as a gift to Jesus.

It is this day that begins the journey to his purpose……the cross…the suffering…..but oh the love.  I don’t comprehend His love totally, but I do understand love and the suffering of a different kind.  It is that Christmas promise of his love that has tremendous meaning.  You see, without the birth, there is no cross, without the cross there is no Easter.  Without Easter there is no resurrection.  It is that amazing love that continues to humble me.

So, on this day I am so thankful for the love that came down.  Emmanuel, God with us.  Oh what amazing love….to step out of eternity and heaven to be born in a barn because we, I needed a Savior.    It is that love and his amazing grace that continues to support me moment by moment, day by day and year to year.  The words of “Merry Christmas” are tough at times, but, the Peace and abiding Joy of Christ is very present this year.

For those that these holidays are difficult, may the peace of Christ draw near and may you peer in the messiness of the manger and see the face of a Savior who will heal the blind, raise the dead and walk on water.  I don’t want to be like others in Bethlehem that night……they missed him.   I have missed him in the past.  I don’t want to miss him and the significance of this day anymore.

As John and I left the cemetery this evening, this song came on the radio, and it stirred my heart and the tears began to fall.  I’ll close with the title of the song that speaks to my heart…..All is well.

All is Well – Michael W Smith/Carrie Underwood

May the joy and peace of Christ be with you,






Beauty from Ashes – A Family Matters film with Julie Diem


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“provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
    instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
    instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
    instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
    a planting of the Lord
    for the display of his splendor.” – Isaiah 61:3



I was approached by the Family Matters ministry if I would be interested in filming Elizabeth’s story and how she and I got involved with Family Matters and the message of grace.  I was a little apprehensive…..I was self conscious and the last four years of grief has not been a friend to my weight, but I decided to put my vanity aside because this story was too important not to share.  I wanted to share the story of great loss in our family and the grief that follows when a parent buries a child and three grandchildren, but also witness to the presence of God’s amazing grace.  The video below is the outcome of spending the day with an amazing camera man and the creative director, Karis Murray from Family Matters.  I was emotionally and physically exhausted at the end of the day, but this 4 minute and 50 second video was the result of 8 hours of filming.  This is my story….Lizz and the boy’s story…… not one I would wish on my worst enemy…….but it has become my testimony…….and I am acutely aware of the responsibility that God has placed in my care.  I am honored and blessed that He chose me to be her Mom and their Nana, and I want to honor that blessing and their lives always.  I am also still standing here four years and almost four months after that tragic day, letting God reshape and redefine my life in spite of July 30th because of His amazing and sufficient grace.

John and I met Tim Kimmel, the author of Grace Based Parenting at a conference in Baltimore while we were living in Washington, D.C..  We would purchase his books for two of my daughters who were parenting young children.  Elizabeth would end up reading the book five times and embraced the book’s message of raising Fischer, Ben and soon to be Hayes in a home of Grace.

July 19, 2012, 11 days before the tragic accident,  Elizabeth posted this on her Facebook page: “Pretty sure I have some of the best parents in the world…I’ve read this book at least 5 times and each time I’m recharged about raising my boys to be fearless wonderful people!”


I had no idea that last message she sent me on Facebook, would have such a profound change on my life.  When I stepped out of the Salado Methodist Church on Aug 1, 2012 to make that phone call to Family Matters and order 250 books of Grace Based Parenting for their homegoing service, that would be the beginning of a new path for me, a new passion…..a spark of God’s grace to be shared with others, coupled with the legacy and love of a daughter and three grandsons.   One of my great joys today and “beauty from the ashes” after the death of Elizabeth and the boys is being an ambassador for the Family Matters ministry and sharing the message of Grace Based Parenting in small groups, Sunday School and Mother’s Day Out programs.   The message of His transforming GRACE, has been a wonderful thing to see families put into practice.  It truly is life changing if you let it.

This video was filmed in and around the Salado area, Stillhouse Hollow lake, and contains some of our beautiful Texas scenery.  I hope you watch, and I pray that the GRACE of our Savior Jesus Christ, floods your heart and life as only He can.

My sincere thanks to Family Matters for their commitment to this project and for honoring and telling the story of Elizabeth, Fischer, Benjamin and Hayes with such grace and sensitivity.  I love you all! 

Lastly, today and everyday I am reminded that my blue-eyed, one dimpled daughter and her three blue-eyed boys stand in THE presence of GRACE and TRUTH, my precious  Jesus.   Amen.


(FYI, to see the video on a full screen hover over “vimeo” in the lower right corner, click and you can watch it on Vimeo, full screen).


It’s Not About Forgetting – Lexi Behrndt


I wanted to share this poem by Lexi Behrndt (On Coming Alive) that spoke to my heart………

It’s not about forgetting,
Or acting like the scars aren’t there,
Or trying not to remember your face.
Or the curve of your smile.

It’s not about avoiding
The pain and ache,
The memories I’ll never hold,
The space between us.

It’s about the light in your smile
Finding its way into mine,
And the fire in your eyes
Setting aflame my soul.

With love.
With compassion.
With goodness.
With hope.

 It’s about you
Your legacy, your light
Your name, your memory,
And love that never dies.


You left me better.
You left me braver.
You left me kinder.
You left me with the best parts of you.

Thank you God……that you gave me the precious honor and blessing of being her mother.


Happy 8th Birthday Fischer!

fischer-boy-shootFischer Phillip Dowdy you turn 8 today. You would be in 2nd grade this year.  Where oh where has the time gone?  You were 3 when you left for heaven.  And you are missed so much here on earth. Your infectious laugh, those piercing blue eyes, that smile, your silliness, and that amazing spirit of yours that would not be quenched.

You taught this Nana so much in the 3 years and 10 months that God blessed our lives with you……I have been forever changed by your death but more importantly I am a different person because of your life.

We will celebrate the day God brought you into our lives by laying your birthday wreath at the place that honors your life.  fischer-8-wreath

Nana will hang her HULK wreath on her door to honor you.  We will eat cupcakes and chew some bubblegum to celebrate those things that you loved.


Lastly, I know you weren’t into hugs and kisses, it usually meant wrestling you to get them, but I hope your mommy gives you lots for us here that love and miss you.  Will you also do me a favor?  Please hug Jesus for me….thank him for his amazing grace through helping us handle you going to heaven…..tell him your Nana loves him.  Hug your momma’s neck for me.  I miss her so.  Wrestle with those brothers of yours and when you have them pinned down hug them for me too.

I love you Fischman……to God and back.

Until we are reunited,


End of Summer Update…..

Well, the school supplies in the stores along with the back to school clothes and sales mean that children are getting ready to go back to school.  This time of year also means I take Ava to do some shopping, which usually means the Justice store.  It’s hard to believe that she goes in 4th grade this year.  Wow.  Where has the time gone?  Eli will turn 2 in December and Lauren and Daniel will welcome the birth of another baby in October.  They have decided to go “old school”, and yes, that makes me feel old, and wait until the baby is born to know if it is a boy or girl.  So we will anxiously await.  The other great news is that my oldest daughter Jennifer and her hubby Keith are also expecting a baby!  This will be a February 2017 baby, and drum roll, they didn’t want to go “old school” and it’s a GIRLCamryn Elizabeth.  So, blessed, blessed, blessed.  And of course such an honor to see Elizabeth’s name carried forward in another generation.

BrothersAnd this time of year also brings me to think of Fischer, Benjamin and Hayes.  It’s hard to believe that Fischer would be starting 2nd grade this fall and Benjamin would be going into 1st grade if they were here.  And I think wow, so much time has gone by.   They were 3 and 2 when they left us.  Elizabeth would be getting school supplies, backpacks, clothing, shoes and excited to see her boys in Salado elementary.  But that would not be their story….their lives were meant to tell another story.  No report cards, field days, baseball teams, or college.  Their legacies are carried out in our hearts in how we continue to honor and remember them.  How our lives have changed because of their life and their death.  Which brings me to my next thought……

Some will be sad for the start of this school year, as your little ones start school for the first time or transition from elementary, to middle school or to high school. Please don’t be sad.  I want to encourage you to be joyful of the gift you have been given of seeing them start another school year, or a transitional milestone.  Remember, there are many that would love to have one more school year, one more opportunity, one more morning, an opportunity to buy school pencils, backpacks and lunchboxes and experience the craziness of the first day of school.

So, when those aggravations and frustrations come with raising “littles” or teens whether it’s because they don’t want to go to bed, wear the clothes they are suppose to,  they don’t want to eat, the buttons they push or things that exasperate you, please remember to put those things in perspective.  I would suggest you be thankful even in those moments.

I don’t say this for pity or sadness.  I have learned to experience grief and joy in my circumstances…..and trust me it is well.  But, my perspective means I want to encourage others to live in the moment and before you lose your temper because of a discipline issue or other frustration, please stop and be thankful  for those moments.  Remember, there are families that would give everything they have to experience those unpleasant moments again.  This is a way we can honor the memory of Fischer, Ben and Hayes and how their life and their death has made a difference.  To be thankful, truly thankful for the time we have and the opportunities we have been given with our children.   Their life and physical death has taught me that.    Something I hadn’t really learned before.   My hope and prayer is that they live on as a testimony for everyone to live life to the fullest everyday.   To show up.   To be present.   To love fiercely. To have grace.

It really is about gratitude.  Find it.  In everything.

Choose Joy…….

Until next time,