There are words we say casually which are meant to be words of gratitude like “Thank God I’m alive” that carry weight we don’t always realize. For someone living through grief, these same words can sting deeply. Imagine hearing that…
As Mother’s Day draws near and I find myself remembering the ones we no longer see but still carry with us. To Sarah, who laughed when God promised her a child in her old ageyet became the joyful mother of…
At the start of this year, on January 2nd, I lost my mother. Saying that still feels like tearing open a wound. Nothing prepares you for the weight of losing someone who loved you so deeply and so purely. The…
Every morning, countless people fight an invisible battle which is the struggle to rise, to push through exhaustion, to chase dreams even when the spirit feels drained. It’s not just about making a living; it’s about resilience, about showing up…
I no longer see you yet you are here,In whispers of wind in echoes so near.Your laughter still dances within my mindA melody soft, so gentle, so kind. I imagine your smile, bright as the sun,The way you would tackle…
Grief. What is it really? Is it the deep pain in my chest when I wake up every morning knowing I can’t call you to ask how you slept? Is it the lump in my throat at lunchtime when I…
