They come and go...you can count on that. I realized this morning that I used to write about the things I was learning, the things I was reading, and all the stuff that God was teaching me. I have always liked getting it out of my head and into words. It helps me “see” what I’m learning. For the past 2 1/2 years I’ve been writing to get out the grief and the questions and the ick of life. It’s helped a lot to write and process and have my grief witnessed. It’s still been abou

I'm not exactly where I want to be in life. The trouble with that statement is, I actually don't even know where I want to be. It used to be so easy. I've always had that thing I was working towards. Like senior year of high school (a loooong time ago) I wanted to marry Rick. I knew what needed to be done to get that accomplished. By the end of my second year of college I knew I wanted a job that paid at least minimum wage, was not in a restaurant, and maybe taught me some

As some of you know, I am in the beginning stages of launching a life coaching business that focuses on grief and marriage. I don’t have my website yet, but I have started getting all the things I need to be official, like registering my business name, getting an EIN number and opening a bank account, so that’s exciting. It’s nice to have this year to figure it out. I am hoping to get an actual paying client at some point this year and to have a marriage conference type event

"Be still and know that I am God” – Psalm 46:10 If you had asked me a couple of months ago if I had quiet time with the Lord, I would have said yes, every morning. Lately my “quiet time” has been challenged. Do I really have quiet time? Do I really have moments when I am still and can hear the still small voice of God? Since I’m writing, I’m guessing you can predict that my answer was not a resounding yes. My husband and I are working through a devotion on an app called “The

Grief can touch a marriage in ways neither spouse expects. One person may need to talk, cry, and remember often, while the other may grow quiet, stay busy, or seem strong on the outside. These differences can feel personal, but they are often just different ways of carrying pain. Grief in marriage asks both spouses to slow down and make room for each other. Learning to listen without fixing, correcting, or rushing the conversation can become an act of love. Sometimes the most

Grief is a journey. A long one. A journey you don’t want to take but at the same time are helpless to do anything about. I have learned that no one is an expert in grief. So, if someone says they are, don’t buy it. The only expert in grief is the griever. If you happen to be walking alongside someone like me, just listen. Allow them to be the expert in their story and for you to be willing to learn what that means. No two people will grieve the same. Even if they expe