Why I Am Different, and I’m Pretty Sure That’s a Good Thing
Someone I thought was a friend once described me as “different.” She meant it in a negative way. And it used to bother me. But now I think that it’s a good thing. Because I am different.
Trusting God’s plan and timing
Someone I thought was a friend once described me as “different.” She meant it in a negative way. And it used to bother me. But now I think that it’s a good thing. Because I am different.
If your heart is broken this Christmas, I get it. I see you. And I’m giving you a pass.
The expected death of a loved one still hurts terribly. My mother lived with early onset Alzheimer’s disease for over a decade. She lived in a nursing home with advanced dementia for almost five years. And she lived on hospice care for two years. I prepared for her death for years. I was relieved, of…
Halloween and grief might seem like an odd and painful combination. But what if I told you the two were actually incredibly compatible — that Halloween should encourage us to commune with the loved ones we have lost?
It’s now been over a decade (and two daughters) since our miscarriage. My pregnancy loss was the first really difficult thing (besides my mom’s early onset Alzheimer’s diagnosis) that I experienced without her support. Yet, it made me feel closer to her because I knew she had walked that path. Not only did she have…