Kelly suffered a profound and unimaginable loss. She discovered that there is a season of necessary grief and perspective gaining produced after loss.
To everything, there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time … Continue reading This Season of Spring
It is hard to believe that I am still here. And doing well. It can be mind-blowing. I would never have guessed that life after receiving a diagnosis of HER 2+, stage IV cancer with mets in my liver could become routine.
Ripples are made when a rock is tossed into a lake and breaks the surface of calm waters. The ripples surround the impact area in rings and gradually decrease in definition as they move out further from the initial area of impact.
"May," he says. My friend, we didn't want to burst your bubble, but time did not appear to be on your side. But we will follow your lead. Let's get you re-vowed!
Have you ever had a day when you meet someone who reminds you to ask yourself the essential questions? When hearing them tell their story reminds you that your work matters. That showing up matters. Why Me? Who Cares? What More Can I Do? I had the pleasure of hearing John O'Leary speak, and his … Continue reading What More Can I Do?
How do I explain an unusual pain that pierces the heart of losing someone whose voice has become important to your story? Yet, it’s someone you’ve never met in person. Someone you could’ve lingered over coffee with. Someone who gets your thoughts. Someone who puts words to aches you can barely look at much less represent in beautiful words.