Experts claim that the body keeps score as it relates to trauma. And I’m inclined to believe it. Because there is no other way to explain what this week does to me. Its almost uncanny how my subconscious self nudges […]
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Did you stop writing? I have been asked this question countless times over the past several months. Aside from the surprise that anyone noticed, I silently cringe at these inquiries. Because I have no real answer. Yes? No? Maybe just […]
It’s hard to live in Minnesota in March. Already weary from the long winter, it feels so unfair to wake up to forecasts of snow, cold and rain while the rest of the country is walking on sunshine. We are […]
My husband and I were handed the the death sentence of our unborn child in a dark conference room. We sat huddled together in shock, gripping hands as a kind doctor gently explained our son’s condition. With tears of disbelief streaming down my cheeks, […]
We mark the anniversary of our son’s birth and death every year on his birthday. It’s our tradition to visit his grave to eat cake and let the kids send balloons to their brother in Heaven. Each year, I sweep the weeds […]
Ten years ago, my grandma went to be with Jesus. Her death was unexpected and left the family reeling. Ten years later, I still acutely feel the loss. And I often write about her profound influence on my life. I […]
My mother once told me that she sometimes regrets having four children. Not because she doesn’t love us, but because she does. Her mama heart of compassion ached when we were hurt for any reason. And at times, multiplying life’s […]
The after-service pancake breakfast was in full swing. Kids and adults milled about the multi-purpose room chatting amicably and scarfing down flapjacks together as one big church family. I was nibbling on a pancake when I felt someone throw an […]
When I learned that my friend’s newborn son was in critical condition, I had every confidence that he would be ok. Maybe I was being blindly naive, but in my mind his would be a medical success story. I followed […]
Last week I found myself driving to collect twin seven-year-old boys. I was excited about to see them but also apprehensive. Because this family has done a number on my heart. Three years ago the boys stayed with us for over a […]