When Seasons Are Forever

It's a powerful gift when someone just lets your PAIN BE WHAT IT IS. Not explaining it away, or saying, "Well, God must be doing this or that, or this other thing." My sister-in-law inspired the poem, Age, because she just sat with me in my pain, didn't rush me out of it, called it… Continue reading When Seasons Are Forever

Why I Wrote Hope Gives a Eulogy

Infertility is a sudden and subtle jolt of pain and grief. It took a lot for me to actually be really honest with myself and God about the state of myself and my belief in His goodness + kindness. God felt mean to me. I said the things I meant without filtering the reality of… Continue reading Why I Wrote Hope Gives a Eulogy