broken things | grief | Loss
Til Death Do Us Part: Why I’m Going to the Junkyard to Celebrate my Anniversary
I was hug deprived BEFORE the church emails us to elbow bump. And now, the governor has asked that no…
I was hug deprived BEFORE the church emails us to elbow bump. And now, the governor has asked that no…
We came to the one place we knew wouldn’t change without us. Just to feel something familiar. Just to feel…
At the altar Wednesday, Julie held me. At the altar Thursday, Grandpa Gary cradled me on one side and Carrie…
Art is conversation. It’s one heart speaking back to another. Please enter in with me today with open arms. Allow…
August 2019 I spoke with our old pastor a few days ago. We both stumbled through the conversation, a mutual…