Bowling with my dad

My last memory of my father before he passed is of us bowling together. I remember the rundown bowling alley, greasy food, the way he smiled and laughed. But what I remember the most is the dull ache in my heart. I had confronted him about the one thing no one but he and I … Continue reading Bowling with my dad

For the sake of eternal life

I'm in a pretty heavy season in my life right now. A few weeks ago, I made the decision to attend an intensive healing class for women who have been sexually abused. (And yes, there is a similar class offered for men.) I don't talk much about the abuse I've been through and I definitely … Continue reading For the sake of eternal life