I came across this poem the other day that touched my heart and broke it at the same time. It says, in part: we thought…
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[This is a follow up to my last post, Let them drop. It was written last fall, and I just found it, buried in a…
I wrote this in my journal last July, and even though it’s really private I decided I’d be brave and share. I’d been trying to…
The true measure of time is called hope. Today I bring you a true story of hope in the darkness, by Brenda Seefeldt Amodea. She…
Lean on me … Tomorrow and next Wednesday, I have the privilege of guesting with Elaine (Emilie and Jesse’s mom) on the Thankful Project Podcast…
October is mental health awareness month, so I thought I’d make you aware of my mental health. To those of you who already know me,…
Let’s face it, waiting is just hard. And if the waiting feels dark, and scary, and impossible, it’s harder than if you are waiting with…
I intended to write this post yesterday. January 6, 2016. The one-year anniversary of the day Emilie died. But I just couldn’t do it. Instead,…
Does this even matter? I mean: God so loved the world … His love is everlasting … His love never fails … nothing can separate…
Fear is the antithesis of connection, of vulnerability, of openness. When I fear pain, rejection, disapproval, back-stabbing, being seen as weak, or being seen as…