I was on vacation with one of my dearest friends, her husband and all of our boys when the voice mail came in. It was my FH (former husband), calling to let me know he was engaged. I appreciate that he wanted me to hear it from him and not through the grapevine. Fortunately, we […]
The path (part 4)
“One more thing,” my counselor said as I was leaving, “I think you should reach out to her this week.” The next couple of days seemed to drag on forever. I couldn’t quite figure out how to initiate a text. What do you write? How do you push send? Debilitating fear was my constant companion […]
The path (Part 3)
The first holiday without your kids is just plain hard. I spent Thanksgiving 2013 at my parents’ house on their couch (my grandparents were living in their guest room), and I remember waking up in the middle of the night with an overwhelming sadness and a sense of sheer panic. I wasn’t used to being […]
The path (part 2)
The summer after my senior year of high school I attended an out-of-state conference with my youth group. We signed up for a large outdoor weekend event in Arizona and piled into a bus for our road trip. I had been praying and preparing for this conference; I was excited to go and see what […]
The path (part 1)
I’m going to do a 4-part series in October entitled “The path.” Each Friday I will share part of my journey and how God prepared me for every painful step ahead of me. He often gave me a hint of what was coming next which brought me so much peace and helped me keep my […]
My story, in brief
I’ve loved Jesus for as long as I can remember. I committed my life to Christ at a young age and always enjoyed a close relationship with Him. I felt like He and I communicated pretty well. In typical girl fashion I would talk and talk and He would listen. I would sense promptings from […]
Paralyzed in pain
In 2013 my marriage unraveled. Years of deterioration collided with tragedy and loss and I found myself in a place of hopelessness and despair. I remember being paralyzed in my own pain, unable to function and on some days I couldn’t even get out of bed. I met with my counselor and desperately pleaded with her […]
