The Calling
Yesterday, I attended the funeral of a two-year-old child. I sobbed in unison with others through the entire service. I cried for him, for his young parents, so heartbroken, yet exhibiting a deeper faith than I have ever witnessed. Their strength was not loud or polished; it was raw, trembling, and holy. I cried for his family, for his baby sister, and for my dear friends, his grandparents, whose grief is deeper than words can ever express. It humbled me. A band played progre
Tender Stretches
Life has a tender way of humbling us. Some seasons arrive bright and effortless, filled with joy, connection, and those small delights that make the world feel gentle. Others come with shadows — the kind that invite us to pause, breathe, and gather ourselves before taking the next step. We all know those stretches: the unexpected challenges, the uncertainties, the moments that shake our confidence and leave us wondering how to move forward with grace. Recently, I’ve found mys
When Life Hands You Lemons
This past weekend, I was on top of the world. I attended a women’s coaching conference in Knoxville, surrounded by hundreds of brilliant, passionate women, each of us determined to lift ourselves and each other higher. The air was alive with laughter, sisterhood, and the rhythmic shuffle of heels on the dance floor as we celebrated our resilience to Boot Scootin' Boogie and the Electric Slide. It was an unforgettable time; soul-nourishing and inspiring. The truth is, I could
Winter's Nurturing
There’s something about the first signs of winter that hits me differently. The air shifts, the light dulls, and I feel the familiar ache that dreary weather brings. I've always dreaded it - the slow slide into shorter days and longer nights. The sky turns gray, and the air feels heavier somehow, as though even the world is tired. Ever since Jon died, winter has carried a deeper stillness, one that mirrors the quiet inside me. On Sunday, as I brought my plants in for winterin
