And through the monitor I hear Oliver say, “Why didn’t Mommy come back?” And in the same way it is again now, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, and I felt an instant wave of guilt overwhelm me.
My Worst Day as a Parent
Responding To Someone Else’s Grief
This post isn't about my own grief. It's not about the tears I've cried, or the questions I've asked. It’s not about my own days where getting out of bed felt too hard. It's about a different side of the fight. It's about your mom's grief when she loses her college roommate. And your best friend's grief after she has a miscarriage. It’s about all the people you encounter, telling you about their grief.
To The Young Leader
"Wrestle with it, yell about it, fight in your soul with it, but don’t you dare respond out of it. Don’t you dare let it define you."
The Price of Love
We can't stop death. Hard days will inevitably follow, and Lauren's story does't shy away from the pain. But after a lot of days, she saw a sliver of hope. Click to read her story.
Racism, Domestic Violence and A Crisis of Faith
Where was God while Job was struggling: Grey's Anatomy edition.
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