A Father Who Holds Me

The thunder roared outside and frightened my little frame. I looked up to read my dad’s expression. I think he was enjoying the lightning show that God was putting on display. I leaned back into him, comforted by his encompassing and compassionate hold on me,...

New Year’s Eve

Fireworks explode in the neighborhood as the clock struck 12. I walked into this evening with the utmost trepidation. Like Cinderella waiting for her beautiful dress to turn rags and her carriage to collapse. I, on the other-hand, was not wanting to catch a prince, or...

What Grief Has Taught Me…

What Grief has taught me is that you’re never ready for its arrival. Grief is more than a human heart can bear. You never get over it, but somehow you move forward. The only way forward is through it. Grief is intimate. For me, sharing certain aspects of it seems...

Protection

Today’s post is brought to you by my friend, Rachel Story. She has been a guest contributor before (See here). I hope you will walk alway feeling a little more like you’re seen after reading what Rachel has to share on Protection....

Happy Father’s Day, Dad 💕

I woke up at 3:45am and drove south without looking back. The only breaks I took were for gas, bathroom and food. I arrived at home 15 hours later— exhausted but so grateful to be held by people who loved me. The transition home was not an easy one. I spent a lot of...
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