Grief doesn’t RSVP. It just shows up, uninvited, dressed as something ordinary — like a late period, or an anniversary you don’t want to remember. This week, that’s exactly what happened. A post about trauma, grief and healing. This week, my period was a couple of days late. And just for a moment, I wondered:Continue reading “Held: What Grief Taught Me About Staying”
Category Archives: Healing
Scales Falling: An Overdue Confession
Between the poop on the carpet and a headline on my phone, I found the ingratitude I’ve been carrying for years — and finally started to let it go.
The Body Keeps the Score–and It Also Keeps the Fear
Recovery isn’t just about fixing the injury. It’s about teaching the body that the danger has passed. My physical therapist told me about a patient he had. The man had a knee injury — imaging confirmed it, black and white, undeniable. They did the surgery. He did the rehab, months of it. And then, afterward,Continue reading “The Body Keeps the Score–and It Also Keeps the Fear”
Adenoids, Applesauce, and the Illusion of Control: Our Surgery Week
If you’re reading this, your child might be about to have his adenoids out or maybe another surgery, and you’re probably researching everything the way I did. I want to share exactly what we fed our son before and after surgery, the little things that made it easier on him, and the part nobody tellsContinue reading “Adenoids, Applesauce, and the Illusion of Control: Our Surgery Week”
“I’m Scared”
A reflection on Somatic Experience (SE) therapy, the body’s memory, and the three-year-old who never got to be a child — I heard her say it, “I am scared,” and it sounded funny because I was not scared in that moment, but she was. The 3-year-old version of me was scared. I was sitting inContinue reading ““I’m Scared””
It’s Not About the Helicopters
For the weary woman who is tired of holding the line alone — There were helicopter seeds all over my driveway. You know the ones — the little maple pods that spin down in the fall and pile up along the edges of everything. My mom commented on them. Not a big thing. Just aContinue reading “It’s Not About the Helicopters”
The Kitchen Is Never Just the Kitchen: On Mental Load, Marriage, and the Breaking Point No One Talks About
After putting our 19-month-old to bed, I walked out to a dirty kitchen — and said something. What followed was a conversation about a pan, a marriage, and the invisible weight millions of women carry every single day. This is about mental load, biblical leadership, and what it actually means to ask for a partner.
The God Who Stayed
For 48 hours, my mind was stuck on a loop. A situation—small by some standards, big by the way it landed in my body—went wrong. Every time I thought about it, it felt like a gut punch. That sick, sad, overwhelming feeling would wash over me again and again. My joy felt fragile, easily stolen.Continue reading “The God Who Stayed”
The God Who Binds Wounds and Names Stars
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.He determines the number of the stars; he gives to all of them their names.”— Psalm 147:3–4 There is something startling about how close these two verses are. One moment, God’s hands are near—tender, attentive, binding wounds that are raw and personal. You can almost see HimContinue reading “The God Who Binds Wounds and Names Stars”
When the Spark Fades: Loving Through the Seasons of Change
When I first fell in love with my husband, it felt so easy.He was kind to his family. Rooted in the church. Handsome in a way that felt safe and steady. He had a quiet strength — a leader’s heart and a loyal soul. I felt secure knowing I was building a life with someoneContinue reading “When the Spark Fades: Loving Through the Seasons of Change”
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