I am His

Grief has a way of transforming us. For me at times I felt like the fun-loving, bubbly, happy-go-lucky girl I used to be was just buried deep under grief, she was still there just underneath some pain. There are moments when I felt like I was only defined by brokenness; that my identity was “broken.” I prayed and sought Christ …

Holding Onto Hope

Hope- it’s what we live for and breath in. Hope- it’s what gets us up in the morning, when our bodies just want to give up and never see the light of day again. Hope- it’s what takes my thoughts from the grass beside my husband’s grave that imagines my grave and on it “she died from a broken heart” …

To Feel not Fill

When going through great loss whether of relationships, dreams, hopes, or realities, the human body doesn’t want to feel the great hurt it’s experiencing. Oftentimes, we attempt to fill that emptiness  with addictions or with what can seem like “good” things by themselves, like good food, social media, friendships, busyness or many other things just to fill the great pain …

A Wake Up Call

I dreamed of you last night. Everything was familiar about you, you were in good health, good humor and so strikingly handsome. Everything was attractive about you, just like I remember. Then in my dream you started withering before my eyes, you were sick and we knew it wouldn’t be long till you would be in eternity. I sat by …