One woman's journey from heartache to healing.
"And, for the first time in as long as I can remember, I had no pain in my chest today. Just like that, 21 years of pain all washed away on a mountaintop by a castle with my dad." - My Journal Entry 10/3/17 - Germany: Day 3, Heidelberg: Day 1 My third day in... Continue Reading →
One of the things I specifically remember about my dad is how much he loved his time in Germany. He spent about a year there when he served in the Army and he always talked about how amazing he thought the country and its people were. He kept a photo album of his adventures in... Continue Reading →
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 →
This time 3 years ago, I was heading home from a mission trip to Costa Rica. I decided to travel to this beautiful country with a group called e3 Partners on a trip where I thought I would be used to change lives. I could not have been more wrong about how that turned out.... Continue Reading →
Life Without My Dad 