Surrendering might be the most difficult thing. True surrender--the kind where you feel powerless and empowered at the same time. Powerless because everything you've believed, everything you've [...]
Four eleven-year-old girls running around the house. Hiding and shrieking. Sneaking up on each other and laughing. First half-day of school. This is innocence still.
I can’t help but mourn its [...]
"You think you're a victim. But you're not. You're actually okay. Everything's okay."
Justin tells me this, in the maddening and awesome way that he does. My heart whispers, "Listen," even [...]
