I could barely breathe. My heart pounded in my chest, and I didn’t know if I even wanted to breathe. Every mom’s…
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Suicide
Broken but Beautiful in Grief: Japanese Art of Kintsugi
“But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not…
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Finding Peace in the Sovereignty of God
Throwing the book across the empty room, I screamed to no one in particular. Still shattered by the suicide of…
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A Slippery Slope
Impatiently holding the phone in my hand, I waited as the assistant searched for a spot in the schedule for…
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Photographic Memory
Photographic manipulation produced this pic of me with my son, Stuart. When the image popped up from some memory capsule…
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A Hard Question
With tears dripping down her cheeks, she asked how I handle the question of how many children I have. After…
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