7/6/26 7/6/26

I Thought I Was Ready, But God Was Still Rebuilding What Loss Had Torn Down: The sacred work of learning to trust again after widowhood.

After losing my husband, I thought I was ready to love again. It turns out I wasn’t. This is the story of how God has since revealed the hidden places grief was still holding captive, and how surviving loss is very different from truly healing. But it’s also a redemptive story of how He still moves in every part of our journey, no matter what choices we make.

5/11/24 5/11/24

Anniversaries are Supposed to be Happy Occasions…right?

3/24/24 3/24/24

A Break in the Storm Clouds

3/22/24 3/22/24

Whatever Is True…

3/16/24 3/16/24

Grief Ravine

3/13/24 3/13/24

The Desert

3/12/24 3/12/24

Rod & Staff

3/10/24 3/10/24

The NFL of Marriage

2/29/24 2/29/24

Chasing Peace

1/6/24 1/6/24

Rescue Me

12/31/23 12/31/23

For Auld Lang Syne

11/18/23 11/18/23

I Just Didn’t Know…but a few things I do know…

As I closed my eyes to sleep the night before we woke up to leave for your common surgery, I didn’t know it was the last night I would sleep in bed beside you. I would lay in bed next to you…but only after you were gone.

10/17/23 10/17/23

Even If…

10/12/23 10/12/23

Every Single Day is a Wake-Up Call

9/14/23 9/14/23

It Isn’t Their Sea

9/8/23 9/8/23

The Breath of Life

Trying to breathe when your breath is stolen by grief is something decidedly complicated yet utterly confounding. Breathing…sound simple, doesn’t it? It’s automatic, right? Except sometimes it isn’t.