Being fatherless left a hole in me that I couldn't even begin to process until nearly two decades later. I had recited the words "My father passed away when I was young" more times than I can count to strangers, new friends, potential love interests and anyone who innocently asked about my parents. I hated... Continue Reading →
Healing is a Journey
Healing is an interesting process. For wounds to our body such as cuts or broken arms, healing usually takes place over a few weeks or months and before we know it, our bodies are back to normal. We might be left with a scar but, unless an injury is severe, generally these type of blows... Continue Reading →