Death has stolen our ability to make fresh memories with Caleb, so it forces us to create memories about him. This pushes us to be…
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Tag: grief
A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, which stripped him of his raiment, and wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead. – Luke 10:30 I am like the Traveler. Stumbling down the road, weary from the long…
I used to be called a pack rat. I kept many weird things which few would find useful. This came from growing up with nothing,…
Merry Christmas. What does this mean? The Webster dictionary says it is an idiom used to wish someone an enjoyable Christmas holiday. Grammatically it is…
Here is a brutally honest truth most people do not know about me. I am not happy about this being true; it just is. I…
A clean-cut young man wearing khakis and a polo shirt rolls up my driveway on a motorized scooter. He appears to be twenty-three or a…
I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. A friend’s post about why she writes on suicide prodded me to come…
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,…
I have wrestled with this blog post while trying to decide if I should write on this topic yet again. People seem to not be…
Homer’s Iliad tells of a man, Sisyphus, forced to roll a boulder up a hill in the depths of Hades for eternity. Each time the…
