Even Here In The Dark: The Love and Loss of Rachel Held Evans

It's been just over a year since I last posted here. I'm very sad about that, because I do have lots of things to talk about. But there's one thing in particular that I need to write about today. Because I don't know how else to come to terms with this kind of loss. Early … Continue reading Even Here In The Dark: The Love and Loss of Rachel Held Evans

Grief is a Tricksey Hobbit.

It's true - grief is just like death; a thief in the night. Actually, it's more like an open wound that has mostly healed and is pretty itchy and you scratch it every once in a while as a reminder that it's there and to get some relief. And then it hasn't been itchy in … Continue reading Grief is a Tricksey Hobbit.

On the Outside of Grief: Not knowing what to say is the worst.

I'm currently sitting in a Starbucks in Toronto waiting to meet a friend. I'm finding myself feeling very... sad, today. A week ago today, I was meeting up with two of my bosom friends from elementary/high school for dinner, looking forward to being able to catch up with them and find out more about the … Continue reading On the Outside of Grief: Not knowing what to say is the worst.