Why ‘Wildflower’ the Movie Surprised Me, in a Good Way

Why ‘Wildflower’ the Movie Surprised Me, in a Good Way

When I was offered the chance to review and give away a copy of Wildflower the movie, I wasn’t really sure what to expect. I loved the film’s title and knew it would have a Christian message, but I figured this made-for-TV-movie would be a watered down, romanticized story of sin and forgiveness. I was wrong. Why Wildflower the movie…

Behind the Scenes: How I Brought My Children’s Book to Life
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Behind the Scenes: How I Brought My Children’s Book to Life

If writing is not for the faint of heart, then self publishing is definitely not for the faint of heart. My debut children’s book, Where Did My Sweet Grandma Go?: A Preschooler’s Guide to Losing a Loved One, is a labor of love on many levels. How I brought my children’s book to life When you…

Why Permission to Grieve is Important for Growth
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Why Permission to Grieve is Important for Growth

My mother left me ill prepared to grieve. I remember standing at the closed door of my mother’s walk-in closet, as a young child, listening to her cry, on more than one occasion. Years later, I know that she was trying to protect me from the depths of her grief, as she struggled to survive a second trimester…

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Permission to Grieve: What Grieving Well Looks Like by Melinda Mattson

The final installment in this winter’s Permission to Grieve guest post series comes from my beloved friend and For the Love launch team sister Melinda Mattson. She shows us what grieving well actually looks like. Permission to Grieve What grieving well looks like A few months after my mom died, my dear friend asked me…

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Permission to Grieve: Name it. Claim it. Grieve it.

This week’s Permission to Grieve guest post is written by my For the Love launch team “momma” and dear friend, Andrea Stunz, who shows us that we grieve because we love. Permission to Grieve Name it. Claim it. Grieve it. We all have losses that we need to grieve. We all grieve differently and we all…