Much therapy and the discovery of Sacred Sorrows have helped me bind up my wounds and learn to trust Jesus again. Yet Mother's Day looms...

I was at my wit's end attempting to get lasting relief from my grief. Thankfully, the retreat was much more than "more of the same."

This year my garden has brought me much solace. Two of the pleasures have been "volunteers" - what I like to think of as "gifts from God".