While the calendar announces the change of season by the winter solstice two days prior, for me, December 23 will always be darker.
Read MoreHappy birthday to my sweet Carter Benjamin.
Read MoreI can see it on the horizon. Billowing. Gray. Slowly inching closer and casting its shadow on the landscape. Not ominous or threatening, but returning faithfully like a dark cloud every year for the last nine years.
Read MoreAs a mother who was given her options, I know how pain can wreck a person. Life feels incredibly unfair and impossible sometimes.
Read MoreFor six weeks, I carried our son Carter in my belly, knowing that his days were numbered.
Read MoreGrace doesn’t always come in pretty packages. Sometimes, it comes as a gift of brokenness.
Read More