She Chose Me
Posey wasn’t always sure people were safe.
My boys have spent their entire lives being hugged, kissed, squished, and generally inconvenienced by my affection. Trust came naturally to them. Posey had to learn it.
A reflection on rescue dogs, healing, and how love sometimes looks less like fixing and more like patiently waiting for someone to feel safe enough to rest, trust, and be known.
Making Room - Part 5: God Made Room For Me
I spent years trying to make room for myself in places I was never meant to fit.
And when He finally led me here—to this home, this peace, this place where I can breathe—I realized He had been making room for me all along.
Making Room - Part 1: The House & The Ghosts
I sold my house to move into his, but moving into his house felt exactly like moving into his house. I didn’t realize then how much space grief, fear, history, and unspoken pain could take up inside a home.
Let the Waters Wash You Clean
When faith feels more like failure than belief, sometimes the only thing left to do is go back—to the place where you remember, and let God soften what has grown hard.