Today is an important day for my family. As I write these words, it’s the tenth anniversary of a house fire that not only destroyed our home, but snatched away the breath of my youngest daughter and set me on an unexpected journey of loss and sorrow . . . as well…
Dear Beloved, Do you have a moment? Lean in close, there’s something very important, very special, you need to hear. Slow down the scrolling. Take a deep breath. Are you ready? You. Are. Loved. Yes, you. The one scanning these words, searching for something to fill this moment, coffee…
It was the limp that caught my eye. In a bit of a rush, a common state of being for me as of late, I grabbed a shopping cart, quickly tallying my purchases against the quickest route through the store. Eyes on my phone, I almost ran into him. The…
Sitting in my office, tears streamed down my face. I was a mess. My daughter had died a few months earlier, and the sorrow threatened to drown me. I felt broken, numb, and overwhelmed. I sat there desperately in need, with no idea what to do about it. Fortunately, I…
Today is Emma’s birthday. It’s her day, my youngest daughter. Fifteen on the 15th. Her golden birthday. Driver’s permit. Freshman year of high school. A full-fledged teen. My thoughts slip back to her birth, two weeks early but full of life. Beautiful. Dark…