{Warning: What you are about to read comes straight from my journal; it is the one in which I write letters to God. This is one I would never have wanted someone to find and read, but yet here I am typing it out for the world to pick apart and judge me for. We…
“It’s not working…” my mind whispers to my heart as I scribble in my journal how defeated I feel. The praying. The hoping. The believing. It’s not working. And the promises? They aren’t real. But then my heart whispers back… Do not grow weary in doing good for at the right time you will…
One of the most painful losses is that of a child; whether the child spent time only in the womb or for a few short hours or even days on earth. It’s also one of the most unrecognized losses because many who have never experienced the pain have trouble understanding the heartache. But it’s a…
It was 6 am and warm tears slowly fell from my cheeks that still had the imprints from my comforter still on them. I had scribbled in my journal my thoughts, the ones I would be embarrassed if anyone stumbled upon and read. I wasn’t complaining, but just explaining to God that I can’t seem…
I turn the big 3-6 today (a baby to some…old to others) And I can’t believe it. Never in my plans as a high school student, college student, or career woman in my middle 20’s did I imagine life would look like it does now. Is my life bad? No. But does it look anything…
I wasn’t sure why I had walked in there, but “in there” I was. And it was there, in the middle of the floor of this nursery, while sitting criss-cross applesauce, I cried. Never in a million years did I imagine infertility and loss would be written in my life story. But more so, I…
It’s so easy to read a story of someone else who was healed, restored, or redeemed and think…“That’s great for them. But that won’t happen for me.” And I get it. It’s sometimes our knee jerk reaction to dismiss them as nothing more than just it being “that person’s story.” But do you know what…
