💔 Post:
There are no words to truly describe what it feels like to lose a child, a spouse, and a mother—all within a short stretch of time. It’s a pain that doesn’t just break your heart; it changes who you are.
Some days, I didn’t want to get out of bed. Some days, I didn’t want to be here at all. But I am. And if you’re reading this, so are you.
I used to believe that my faith had to look strong all the time—unshaken, unwavering. But grief taught me that strength isn’t in the pretending. It’s in the surrender.
I cried out to God in the stillness. I yelled. I begged. And in that raw honesty, something beautiful happened. I felt Him hold me. Not with explanations, but with presence. Not with answers, but with grace.
People ask how I’ve made it through—and my answer is always the same:
God.
Not because He took away the pain, but because He stayed with me in it.
This new book is the story of that walk through the valley. It’s raw. It’s spiritual. It’s a testimony. If you’ve ever felt like life knocked the wind out of you, I pray my words remind you:
You are not alone.
You are still here.
And there is still light to be found—even after the unthinkable.
📣 Call to Action:
If this touched you, please share it with someone who may be hurting. And if you’re walking through a storm of your own, I invite you to read my latest book—a story of loss, faith, and the healing power of God’s presence.
