Months of heartache have trailed us.
The job loss, the pandemic, the struggle that seems to have us always in the waiting.
My love, I can’t imagine these trials without you beside me.
When this world has been turned upside down, I find myself grateful that you came along. Your presence makes possibilities endless.
I long for days when porch swings and miles up mountains fill our moments. But until that day is here, as we raise young women and watch the everyday beauty unfold, I will feel more hopeful then blue.
I will find peace in our persistence.
There was a former work colleague who lived a life of faith.
Invitations extended to daily mass, philosophical debates about the eucharist and eternal life, all while sipping coffee at Clementine’s.
“So I should thank him for you and I meeting?” Matt spoke last night.
Instantly reminded of the role others played in leading us to this life lived here.
The connections that covered me in love and brought me a husband and three more beautiful girls.
In a world that teaches us to wear independence as a badge of honor we ignore the truth- it is only by walking with others that we are able to understand who we are called to be.