Today, five years ago, a handsome man walked up the stairs towards me with a smile on his face. I had no idea that he would eventually become my husband. On that first date we went to the grocery store... Continue reading →
Walking into our church this Sunday felt as it did the morning of Isabelle’s funeral. My husband and I were both quiet, consumed by the painful memories that surrounded that August day. A local friend had arranged for a number... Continue reading →