Why wouldn’t He have compassion for the cries of my heart and be there for me as a best friend would when I am at my lowest?

I could learn from these hydrangeas. We all could.

The worst part about getting older isn't getting older. The worst part about getting older is that our parents get older too.

How blessed was I to believe blindly as a child. How blessed am I today to believe with discernment!

Thirteen years had come and gone, but heading down the drive after my pilgrimage, reminded of what wasn’t mine anymore.

The three words that pulled me from a chronic nightmare

"I hit send on my comment and wondered if accepted social norms are forcing out the kind of manners my grandmother drilled into me..."

Can drama save a life? Here's why I know the answer is yes.

When I weeded my garden, I didn't expect this to happen

When strength training goes beyond the gym

Choosing to live while grieving

When grief shakes your faith

When losing your shit is the best therapy

When you've had a crappy year, sometimes celebrating a new year doesn't come naturally

How to keep traditions alive after losing a loved one

Normalizing change when change is forced upon us

The impact of our loved ones is often found in the finest details

How to get through the holidays without the loved ones you've lost

How to find laugh in the face of tragedy

The surprising place where we need strength when facing our worst fears