Jesus and Panic Attacks
Blinking. Blinking.
Seventies blue tile came into focus. I was laying on the bathroom floor.
Breathe. I instructed my thoughts. Just breathe.
The last thing I remembered was standing in the bathroom,…
Browsing Tag caregiving
Browsing Tag
caregiving
A Good Hand
“Finley, would you like some pancakes?”
“Nigh.” she replied.
“Would you like some grilled cheese?”
“Nigh.”
“Would you like some mac-n-cheese?”
“Nigh.”
“Finley, would you like some mac-n-cheese?” I tried again.
“YEAH!”
“Ok. We will get you…
Remaining Faithful
“It is ridiculous that I am even starting a blog! I don’t even read any blogs!” Doubt was creeping in on the call to write publically about our special…
Permission to Feel
“Jesus Wept.”
The words seemed to jump off the page and slap me in the face. “Jesus wept.”
I was twenty-one and had known this verse for as long as I…
Finding Friendship
“Ma-maaaaaa!” Finley exclaimed, trying to get my attention. My eyes were plastered to our 14-year-old son who was up to bat.
“Hold-on, Fin-Fin. Jones is batting! Let’s cheer for him!…