My ex husband dying of an overdose. That we don’t know if it was intentional or not- and our two children are growing up in a world where he isn’t here anymore.Chrissy
The three C’s…causing, controlling or curing…substance abuse. Whether in recovery or not, I must turn my will and my life over to the care of God and pray my son remains healthy physically and emotionally.nancy lynch
the dementia robbing my dad (and all of us) of his brilliant, beautiful, loving mind. The suspicion that I’ll soon be in its clutches as well. The beautiful longing so many of us have for authentic community. Why can’t we find each other and make it happen?Kirsten
the dementia robbing my dad (and all of us) of his brilliant, beautiful, loving mind. The suspicion that I’ll soon be in its clutches as well. The beautiful longing so many of us have for authentic community. Why can’t we find each other and make it happen?Kirsten
being squeezed out of my husbands life and love after 30 years. None. I can’t change that. AND IT HURTS. I want a space where I am wanted and loved, not hurt and Iseen. I want a place to belongNancy
The litany of impossible choices facing me: which life-endangering treatments should I choose for multiple, rare, incurable, life-threatening diseases? How will I find new housing as I lose my primary source of income, am too sick to work, and disability application takes too long? How do I provide a stable home environment for my teen in the midst of all this? How do I function as part of the body of Christ after leaving a toxic spiritual community, and as an immunocompromised person in the middle of a pandemic? How do I do all this with a support network of exactly two friends? It’s like playing hopscotch in a minefield.Dianne
Being homesick. Missing loved ones. Travelling alongside all the feelings. Living on the corner, at the intersection where grief and grace collide.Hannah Torchinsky
