Reopening My Box of Hope

Reopening My Box of Hope

Wouldn’t it be amazing if, during our darkest hour, we could reach under our bed and open up a box of hope? A “box of hope” could be a figurative thing that we reach inside ourselves or out to God to find. But sometimes you need something more. Sometimes you need a literal box of hope. And that is just what I created for myself during my darkest hour.

Mother’s Day Tribute

Mother’s Day Tribute

I share a special relationship with my mom, but it hasn’t always been that way, and it hasn’t always been easy. Growing up I didn’t feel I was loved unconditionally by either of my parents, but especially not by my mom.  It’s strange looking...