We finally hit move-in day. The house wasn’t completely finished, but we could at least set up a bed or two and utilize our kitchen. It was during this transitional time that I resigned from my job as a full-time public elementary school teacher. As mentioned in previous posts, I had THE dream job. I … More My Story: Part 3 — Regaining the Loss
Board by board, nail by nail, and layer by layer of paint, our house was rebuilt. Those days in late May and June were agonizing, just waiting to be a resident of my own home again. During this tough time I was finally able to come to terms with my depression as an illness. I … More My Story: Part 2 — Transition
By now, surely, the flames have spread to the living room. The Christmas tree with twinkling lights, the heirloom harp, our wedding photos and Bundle’s baby album…where is the cat?! Why aren’t they here yet?!?! A million thoughts zapped through my mind like electricity, shaking my body, as I waited for the emergency responders to … More My Story: Part 1 — From the Ashes
It happened in seconds. It felt like years. My finger fumbled around for centuries before I could dial the right numbers: 911. The flames completely had engulfed every part of our kitchen. I could see the smoke pouring out of our garage and leaking through the roof. This is not happening. This kind of thing … More My Story: In Five-Part Harmony
a fresh brewed faith 