Perhaps you too feel as if this year has been a nightmare, destroying your peace and security. Perhaps you feel as if your very life is crumbling, collapsing. Perhaps you can no longer hold in the tears, no longer pretend everything is just fine.
Category: grief
The Depths of Despair
I’ve had two people I love admit suicide has crossed their minds. TWO.
The Quarantined Single Mom
Have you checked on any of your single mom friends? Have you asked them how they are doing? I have had multiple conversations with single moms this week.They are NOT doing ok
Grief: Thoughts for Kobe Bryant’s Wife and Children
What would I say to Kobe’s wife and children if I had the opportunity? My heart breaks with you...
Accepting What Is When Life Crumbles
Have you ever been in a season of life where things just didn’t seem to be going the way you expected? A season where all of your hopes and dreams just seemed to crumble?
Navigating the Waters of Grief
Grief is defined as deep sorrow. But there are no words to adequately describe grief.
Buddy Jack
Ten years ago, my kids were begging for a dog. It was right after I learned of my husband’s affair but long before we separated. I somehow convinced my ex-husband to let the kids have a puppy. After searching for the perfect puppy, I settled on a Bichon Frise. The breed is small, good with… Continue reading Buddy Jack
For Better or Worse…
For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, ‘till death do we part… When we took those vows a little over six months ago, we never dreamed “or worse” would describe the first stage of our marriage. But it has. These last months have been filled with heartache and pain,… Continue reading For Better or Worse…
In Loving Memory
When I was walking through my divorce, I remember that moment of surrender. “Lord,” I cried out, “I don’t want this journey, but I will take it if this is what you have for me. But don’t you dare mess with my kids!” I’ve dealt with my share of hurt and pain over the last… Continue reading In Loving Memory
Shattered Hearts
The Facebook memories popped up today, memories from four years ago. My daughter just ran through the house chasing her brother. She was carrying a baseball bat, and she yelled, “I’ve got a bat and I’m not afraid to use it!” Perhaps this game has gotten a little out of control! My mind flashed back… Continue reading Shattered Hearts
