It’s been a minute. A tough, grueling, painful, joyous, hopeful, tearing 6 months at the least of a minute. My mother passed away. Unexpectedly. Shockingly. Forever ago. And yesterday. In early June, just before my 40th birthday, we spent a love-filled, tear-stained week walking her home to be with Jesus. In that we hold hope….
I had to reach the ‘end of me’