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 →
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 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 →
Life Without My Dad 