The Fragile Heart of Grief
I started planting roses, and for a few years, it was this peaceful respite that I looked forward to each…
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I started planting roses, and for a few years, it was this peaceful respite that I looked forward to each…
Continue ReadingI have about 40 or more saved voicemail messages in my phone from my mom and dad, (mostly my mom…
Continue ReadingShe has my eyes and his smile, my gentle touch and his playfulness. She talks like me, laughs like him.…
Continue ReadingAs a father of four boys, you may imagine that life is hectic from time to time for me. While…
Continue ReadingWaiting at the window, I arranged the blue ruffles on my brand new dress and flipped my hair around to…
Continue ReadingThis is not only written for my dad, but for all the dads out there who aren’t the typical, everyday…
Continue ReadingI have always been a Daddy’s girl, much to my mom’s frustration. She always said my dad and I were…
Continue ReadingI’m only a little boy, still too young to tie my own shoes or make my own breakfast. My days…
Continue ReadingCan I tell you about my husband? He’s amazing. He’s kind and doting and loves Jesus, but perhaps his most…
Continue ReadingI went to call you last night. I was sitting in my room, watching grown men play a child’s game.…
Continue ReadingAs I sat outside Walmart watching my husband of nearly 16 years walk in with my 9-year-old daughter to buy…
Continue ReadingI find it helpful to write to work through various emotions and thoughts. The what-ifs have haunted me for years.…
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