Coming Full Circle…One of These Days
The Countdown
Give Credit to the Meek
The Waiting Room
Even If…
The Physical Nature of Grief
Every Single Day is a Wake-Up Call
Jesus, Help Me…
What is “Real?” Pain Surely is.
My God is Bigger Than I Ever Seem to Realize…
Grief vs. Faith: A War One of Them Will Never Win
Mysterious Gifts & Forward Motion
The Stuff of Nightmares
Transitioned
Why Must It Always Be War?
Barren Rose Bush
Grief is Pure Poetry
It Isn’t Their Sea
I’d Like One Speedy Miracle, Please.
The Breath of Life
Trying to breathe when your breath is stolen by grief is something decidedly complicated yet utterly confounding. Breathing…sound simple, doesn’t it? It’s automatic, right? Except sometimes it isn’t.