When you strap weight onto someone else, suddenly they get it. Their knees buckle, cannot breathe, cannot climb the stairs. Ten minutes in and they are begging to take it off. I wonder what would happen if we could do this with grief.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They…
When my child died, the world stopped making sense and my heart shattered in ways words can barely touch. Maybe you’ve lost a child—perhaps even…
It seems it can’t be real, but I know it is. These words made me feel more seen than I have felt in a very…
Be the things you loved most about the people who are gone. One of my favorite things about Caleb was his dry wit that dripped…
What happens when our anger in grief is directed towards God? It’s a question that many of us grapple with, especially during times of profound loss and grief.
I have aphantasia, the inability to create mental imagery. It’s quite odd how some days I do not give it a thought. I told my…
Caleb would have been 27 years old this week. When I was 27, he was a 1-year-old with severe intestinal gas which seemed to be…
So many people, when faced with terrible problems, focus on God’s character and how, if He existed, these things would not occur. I know this…
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