Accepting the grief

I had been feeling the sadness in the background. It was lingering, but I held it back. I woke Sunday morning and I couldn’t stop it. The grief overwhelmed my ability to run from it. I cried all day. Tears spilling down. Silently. Loudly. I cried at church. I cried at Target. I cried shucking … More Accepting the grief

Holding onto Hope

I got out of the shower this morning and looked at myself in the mirror. Really looked. I saw a tired woman. I saw the dark circles under her eyes, the extra lines around her mouth, and the stretch marks around her hips. I saw how the grief, hurt, and suffering has aged her body … More Holding onto Hope