Faith, Grief, Trauma, Uncategorized

A Chain of Seemingly Small Moments

My toes uncurl slowly under the warmth of a spotlessly white duvet. Oxygen finds its way down into my churning stomach continuing onward into my clenched calves. My shoulders gradually melt, freeing my neck for the first time in hours. It's been a long day. The day began well and according to plan: write, pack,… Continue reading A Chain of Seemingly Small Moments