It is so much easier for me to "see" if I tell a story. This blog is one of the places that happens.

There was a heaviness I couldn’t shake.  Sunlight made its way through the one window in my college dorm room, but that was all I could handle.  I didn’t bother turning on any lights, and as the knots in my stomach twisted tighter, the few steps it would take to fall i...

Kurt held the door to the sanctuary, and we smiled as we passed him, hurrying to our seats.  The sun poured in through the stain glass windows, casting its light on the warm conversation and handshaking.  People came by whispering, “It’s good to see you,” “So glad you...

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