Don’t let your dark memories and chains define who you are.
Consistency. Normalcy. There was no greater gift in my valley.
Sometimes it can be so easy to reflect on all that we’re up against rather than all that brought us here.
We all play this game. What if I would have gone to a different school? Took a different job? Married someone else?
Suffering doesn’t have to mean losing hope.
I used to have nice handwriting. As I opened Christmas cards this year with beautiful pictures and family updates, all
Life beats us down. Suffering makes us jaded. The older we get, the harder it is to cling to Hope and not fall into the cynicism our culture promotes.
I never thought an eye roll would save our marriage. After dating long-distance for two and a half years, Brad
We are not, nor will we ever be, defined by our suffering, by our past.