It sits with me. I feel it, looking at me, perceiving me, never doing much other than existing. In the last year, I’ve spent a lot of time understanding grief. I’ve listened to podcast episodes where individuals cut open their grief and share it with the world. I’ve read blogs and dissected thoughts about theContinue reading “Wretched & Lovely”
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Quarantine Diary: Tears
Today I drove for the first time in four weeks. I picked up coffee from the coffee shop at our church. And I cried when I drove home, when I walked in the door at my house, and when I told my husband how hard it is to see the people you love without trulyContinue reading “Quarantine Diary: Tears”