Last week, I received an urgent text from a friend asking for time to talk about a personal matter. I was not prepared for the resulting...

You’re about to head down a dark, wallowing hole into the icy waters of grief. It’s frigid there and the air is thick and heavy, making it h

I read a blog entitled “ The Top Five Regrets of the Dying.” (B. Ware) It caused me to think about the regrets of the bereaved as well.

When someone you love is self-destructing, a natural instinct may be to jump into rescue mode. Ever since our mom committed suicide...

After my mom’s suicide, I read her prayer journals. The final six-months of entries were variations of : “Please, Lord, let me feel love."

There’s something about turning forty that causes reflection. Not only is it a significant life milestone, it also marks a new threshold of

Looking at your own life, where are you using band-aids on gushing arteries? What are you grasping at trying to keep together despite an esc