For ten long years, my husband Joshua and I lived a quiet, peaceful life in a home that was far too large for just the
Category: Story
Standing in the busy feminine hygiene aisle of the local grocery store, I clutched a package of pads while trying to desperately mentally recount which
Grief has a way of freezing a home in time, preserving the ghosts of a life that once was. For twenty long years, the bedrooms
When I started dating Daniel, he confessed something on our second date that almost scared me off completely. He looked across the restaurant table, the
I sat helplessly beside my eight-year-old son Noah’s hospital bed, watching his tiny chest rise and fall as I prayed for a miracle that felt
My son has always been the kind of kid who sees what everyone else ignores. If something is broken, he doesn’t step over it. He
It was 3:07 in the morning when the alarm went off. Not the kind you ignore. Not the kind you snooze. The Safe Haven alarm
By the time most people are pouring their first cup of coffee, my day is already halfway gone. That morning was no different. I had
The sound that greeted me when I opened my front door was not the gentle cooing of infants or the peaceful hum of a happy
I always believed that the most challenging obstacle of my life would be navigating the world as a grieving widower, trying to raise my five