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Follower of Jesus, wife, mom, and a woman rediscovering who she is in the middle of change, healing, faith, and real life.
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- Still Choosing Us8/29/26 We are on day five of our cross-country road trip, headed toward our soon-to-be new home and a new life. We’re down to the final six hours of a 36-hour journey. Six hours until we pull into our new home. Six hours until we begin the next chapter of this adventure. And truly, that’s what our life has been—a series of adventures. Some amazing. Some not so amazing. Some we would gladly live all over again, and others we never would have chosen. But isn’t that what life is? We go through all of it—the best, the worst, andContinue reading “Still Choosing Us”
- We Were Never Meant to Do Life AloneAugust 21, 2026 A lot has happened in the past ten days. We flew across the country, closed on our new house, moved our son into college, and headed back to finish packing and getting ready to leave in just a few days. The trailer was dropped off yesterday. It’s locked and loaded with the things we are taking with us. And I feel so ready. Ready to move on. Ready to start over in a place that already feels like home. Yet leaving the house that has been our family home for the past ten years feels so hard.Continue reading “We Were Never Meant to Do Life Alone”
- Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People?This is a question my youngest daughter and I have wrestled with for quite some time. She has been through more in her short life than many people experience in decades. As she’s gotten older, she’s begun asking hard questions about the goodness of God, faith, and what she truly believes. While my own faith has grown stronger through life’s hardships—including the recent struggles with my son, her biological brother—she has experienced those same circumstances very differently. She feels as though God has abandoned her. She tells me that no matter how much she prays, nothing changes. “Sometimes it justContinue reading “Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People?”
- When the Memories ComeThis afternoon, while I was doing my daily meditation, I suddenly started to cry. In my mind, memories of T began to roll through my thoughts. But this time, they were the good ones—his laugh, his big smile, his larger-than-life personality. Those are the moments I want so desperately to hold onto. And yet, as those memories lingered, a quiet ache followed close behind. My heart breaks because it feels like that part of him is gone. Sometimes I find myself wondering if that boy was ever really there, or if it was all just another role he learned toContinue reading “When the Memories Come”
- Bless Those Who Persecute YouOne of my biggest struggles through everything I have experienced has been not allowing my anger and fear to turn into hatred. I haven’t always done this well. In many ways, it is still a battle I fight today. Romans 12:14 says: “Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.” If I’m honest, this has been one of the hardest commands in Scripture for me to obey. Today, I am mostly on the other side of the persecution my husband and I experienced—persecution I never could have imagined. Before all of this happened, I had spent my lifeContinue reading “Bless Those Who Persecute You”
- The Sunday Everything ChangedMy heart sank, my body felt weak, and all I could do was listen and pray. It was Super Bowl Sunday. Government offices were closed. There was nobody to call for help or more information on a Sunday afternoon. If what my son was saying was true, I couldn’t even contact the director of the program for answers. I felt helpless, not knowing what was happening or who to turn to. Sadly, because of everything we had already been through with our son—the lies that had been told over the years about us and others—I didn’t know what to believe.Continue reading “The Sunday Everything Changed”
- Am I Strong Enough?There are days when I find myself asking, Why, God, why? I don’t know how much more pain and heartbreak I can take. I’m desperately trying to hold on, one day at a time, but some days I wonder how much more I can carry. The truth is, I feel everything deeply. I carry the weight of my family—the burdens of my husband, my children, and the struggles they face. Sometimes it all feels overwhelming. I hear people say all the time, “God will never give you more than you can handle.” If I’m honest, I question that daily. BecauseContinue reading “Am I Strong Enough?”
- The Things I Couldn’t Protect Them FromOne of the hardest parts of everything we’ve gone through has been the heartbreak and disappointment my children have experienced along the way. When I look back over the last five years, I see so many moments my husband and I missed—sometimes because we weren’t physically present, and sometimes because we simply weren’t emotionally present. We were surviving. We were putting out fires. We were carrying burdens that felt impossible to set down. The chaos, drama, and pain I was experiencing inevitably spilled over into the lives of my children, who were simply trying to be kids, teenagers, and youngContinue reading “The Things I Couldn’t Protect Them From”
- Still StandingThere are mornings when worship hits differently.This morning was one of them. I could not stop the tears from filling my eyes. Every song seemed to reach straight into the deepest parts of my heart. Not in a painful way, but in the kind of way your soul desperately needs. The kind of reminder that I was never meant to carry this life alone. Moments like this remind me just how good God has been to me and how much He has carried me through. I can honestly say the only reason I am still standing today is because ofContinue reading “Still Standing”
- Graduation Day: Holding Space for BothMay 26, 2026 This week, I have been battling two very different emotions at the same time—gratitude and joy for my son who graduated high school, and deep grief and sadness for the son who should have graduated right alongside his brother. I have tried to stay present in the celebration while also carrying the ache in my heart. This was never the future I imagined for him. Never the life I pictured. He had so much potential—a future full of success, happiness, and the opportunity to become everything he dreamed of being. As the names were called during commencement,Continue reading “Graduation Day: Holding Space for Both”