Sometimes I think we go through hard things and then hide them. Or at least not talk about them. Sometimes it's easier to avoid them. Maybe it's too raw and real. We let memories fade and time pass and sometimes, we forget. We forget how God was with us, and we forget that people are … Continue reading Memories of My Miscarriage
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The Father-Daughter Dance
I love that God is outside of time, that He's not limited in that way like we are. You may recall "The Wall" post and the heart work (aka hard work) that God started in me a month ago. While I was on that trip, my best friend recommended a book to me. She said … Continue reading The Father-Daughter Dance
