Shining the Light on Raw Grief

    My Grief Story and Why I Write

    Death in the Waters

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    In January of 2017, all the hopes and dreams I once had for my life suddenly vanished with the untimely drowning of my first true love, my then 31 year old husband.  In an instant, I found myself shocked, shaking, and soaking wet on the shore of a small lake, as I held my seven small, crying, now fatherless children in my arms.

    A Remnant of What Was

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    Suddenly, God thrust my children and me into a new life we never could have imagined; one that felt like a mere heap of ashes, a still remnant of what once was.  I have often felt like the old me died that day.  In the wake of such tragedy, a new me has been created by God as He has carried me through difficult fires of necessary refinement.

    Light Shining in Darkness

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    The darkness of my journey once often felt like a torturous nightmare.  From the start, God gave me a passion to journal about the realities of my weak, raw, and often messy looking grief.  He has taught (and continues to teach) me many light-filled lessons in the shadows of this loss, the greatest of which is this - He is faithful.

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