Grace and Kindness

Today marks the 3 year anniversary of Dillon’s death. That’s 1095 days of waking up and feeling the stabbing pains of grief and muddling my way through life. It’s no wonder people often say, “You are so strong!” I am strong, as are millions of others who are struggling through their own pain. Maybe it’s… Continue reading Grace and Kindness

The Knowing

My first experience with death was when I was around 6 or 7 years old. There was an elderly woman from our church, Josie Blackwell, who had passed away and my parents took me to the service. I still find it strange that I remember her name… I rarely remember things from childhood. I’m not… Continue reading The Knowing