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  • “As long as I have breath, I will praise Him.” As I’ve been reflecting recently,  those words kept coming back to me. There have been days when sorrow has rolled over me like mighty ocean waves crashing against the shore, causing me to wonder how I will make it another day, and then there are…

  • Mother’s Day has carried a deeper weight for me this year. My first really close family loss came when I was 52. I feel blessed that I was that old before we had this type of loss. At the time, I thought it was the hardest thing I would ever walk through, standing beside the…

  • This Easter felt different. Not because the message changed but because my heart heard it in a deeper way. After losing my sweet  Tatum Sky, everything about heaven feels closer. More real. There are seasons in life where truth becomes more than something we know… it becomes something we cling to. I found myself reflecting…

  • Lately, the weather has been… unpredictable.One day, it’s 92 degrees, the sun is hot, and I’ve shed my jacket by mid-morning.  And the same day, the wind rushes in without warning, the temperature drops to 40, and everything shifts. It feels chaotic; the weather can’t make up its mind. And grief …  feels the same…

  • There is a unique place where joy and sorrow meet. I have written about it before: that place where exuberant joy and immense sadness cross paths. I found myself sitting in that place yesterday, surrounded by music and laughter and the twirl of little dresses, and dancing feet.  Joy and grief collided once again.  I…

  • Birthdays are a celebration of life. But I have found that they are also invitations to reflect. Another year.Another chapter.Another opportunity to look back at what was and to look forward to what still can be. This year, my birthday feels different. It carries both intense gratitude and immense sadness. And I am learning that…

  • There is a slow, persistent lesson growing in my heart: learning to let my trust speak louder than my trauma. I am discovering that true strength isn’t always found in striving, but in waiting for the promise, and that confidence comes from the steady, unchanging character of God, not my circumstances. Defiant hope and trust…

  • Honoring the parents of an Angel There aren’t many words to describe how proud I am of Josh and Kendria for their courage as parents to Tatum.  Their faith, perseverance, and endurance are inspirational. They came together in unity and love, which fashioned a strength beyond what I believe they even realize. Even now, day…

  • There are seasons that change you quietly.And then there are seasons that break you open. 2025 was not gentle with me.It stretched places in my heart I didn’t know could stretch.It humbled me in ways I never expected.And at times, it broke me in ways I’m still learning how to name. This year, I’m honoring…

  • Finding Exceeding Joy  Finding true joy at Christmas is difficult when you have been dealt a devastating blow, just weeks before and you’re outside of the traditions that normally happen.  Besides the fact that my sweet angel baby is in heaven with Jesus, celebrating HIS birth firsthand, my oldest daughter and her family are miles…