What A Mother With Empty Arms Can Do

This coming Sunday will be a year since I labored to deliver the remains of my only child’s body. It was too soon for a delivery like that to bring breaths into this world. Before he could breathe in the polluted oxygen of earth, he took his first breath in the pristine air of Heaven. I knew about him for … Read More

Hashtag (Or Who God Says You Are)

Recently, I had someone say a real stumper to me. “I’m not cookie cutter like you, Emily.” I walked away hurt, but also confused. The conversation was a difficult one for a myriad of reasons. I scratched my head, trying to figure out whom in this world I was exactly like. It was sort of a sarcastic scratch, because I … Read More