Lately I am noticing how much I now try to keep peace when people hurt me in my grief. I choose to avoid conflict than to let them know. I write about
Learning who I am - a journey through faith
Lately I am noticing how much I now try to keep peace when people hurt me in my grief. I choose to avoid conflict than to let them know. I write about
Last Sunday while running the front of house audio for the second service, I looked at my arm as in the picture on this post.…
In the beginning, the pain is so fresh it permeates not just yourself, but everything around you. Now, after four years, it is old with…
Yes, the featured picture has part of an actual conversation Caleb and I had in 2017, except I did not know it still existed until…
There are losses that rearrange the world. Deaths that change the way you see everything, grief that tears everything down. Pain that transports you to…
Upon learning of my son’s death, many people say, “I can’t imagine.” I know you cannot and I could not either. The following is a…
Many days I wish I could see images in my mind just so I can see Caleb’s face. I think it would be from the…
Almost 39 months have passed since Caleb died. Did you notice I have not posted anything for over 70 days? I broke my 30-month posting…
I have thought for a few weeks that some have quit reading my posts but still want to engage. In talking with a friend this…
I used to be called a pack rat. I kept many weird things which few would find useful. This came from growing up with nothing,…