Just a little over 24 hours ago, I stood and watched my son get on a plane that would take him across the state, back to his home after spending 5 days at my house for Christmas. I stood alongside my husband…I stood alongside another mom and dad sending their son home…I stood alongside a dad… Continue reading Standing. Watching.
Last week was a pretty crappy week for a lot of people. Sorry if it sounds blunt or disrespectful, but it was very much completely indeed crappy. One week ago today (I’m writing this on Monday, December 7), I received terrible news from my sister that a young friend of ours (as close as family)… Continue reading Jesus Cried, Too