I have had a rough week. Having thought I was past most of it, I was sitting on the couch, catching up on work, while…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
I have had a rough week. Having thought I was past most of it, I was sitting on the couch, catching up on work, while…
Every day without my son is difficult. The ninth and tenth of each month are harder. When these days fall on a Saturday or Sunday,…
The morning sun already high in the clear sky has me soaking in the warmth. I watch my playful daughter splashing in the lake and…
After spring break, I went with friends to a park near the college. We told of our adventures during break and lamented over classes restarting.…
During this current viral outbreak, I often read people’s comments about their “New Normal” for the last two months. Two months?! I have lived with…
I wish I had known Caleb longer. Parents do not tend to plan for life without their children. As he grew, I wondered how tall…
The further down this road I go, the further away I get from who I once was. I am moving forward but not toward what…
Today is 20 months, 610 days, since Caleb died. Five months ago today I posted Tattoo Dissection: Memorial for Caleb. I had planned to do…
Job replied: “I’m not letting up—I’m standing my ground. My complaint is legitimate. God has no right to treat me like this— it isn’t fair!…
Do I choose to wake up every day and grieve? No! I wake up every day and know a part of me is missing. – Renee…