***I was sitting down to write down some thoughts I had been thinking about and saw this is my drafts from four years ago. I still feel the same way about the letter. Grief looks different for all of us.
This is a tender subject. It’s a really tough one. It’s tough because I’ve been in the pit of being as prideful as I could in my pain, and it’s a temptation to go back there. I could go back
These past months have tested this hashtag to the max. It really is just a hashtag, but it is also holds much truth and difficult to swallow. The day of the accident, I thought, “Jesus is enough.” He is. I
Eight days ago, the six of us arrived in Humansville, Missouri. It’s a funny name for a town. We keep thinking that maybe zombies have attacked and this is the only place left with humans. Will we be protected???? I
Before Mike and I started dating, he asked me a question one evening while we were standing and chatting in my driveway. He said, “Do you think you could live in Seattle? There’s a really great church there, and I