More Jesus less alone

Last week was tough. I had to have some surgery, was dealing with the feels from scattering Mikes remaining ashes up north, and was in the middle of the first post loss major decision i had to make alone. At… Continue Reading

The worst of days

You may think the worst day of my life was the night Mike died. It certainly was a bad day and night, but it wasn’t the worst. By the time he died, I was on auto pilot. I have always… Continue Reading