“Those first four days I’d wake up every morning hoping you were still alive,” you say in between raw emotion. Your gaze leaves mine and I can tell you’re holding back. All I can think to say is, “I’m sorry.”
Make That Connection
We all need it. We all desire it. It's water to our souls and whether you reach for it in your darkest moments or you have surrendered daily to it's power, you still need it.
Meeting Her There
I felt with every fiber of my being that I should enjoy my hike today. I should enjoy my life. Be grateful for my life and be joyful.
Who I Am Now
Did I just say that?
It felt so empowering to hear it leave my lips.
Even better, I meant it.
Journal Entry, February 2016
The water is hot enough for my toes to curl, as I slowly lower myself into the tub. The smell of eucalyptus and the staleness of Epsom salt burns through my nose.
Mom, It's Her
Our quaint rental house sat on a half-acre lot at the end of a secluded back road in Spanish Fork, UT. My oldest son, JD, was nearly 4 years old, and Evie, my daughter, was 3 months old.
Don't Create Limitations
One year ago today I suffered a severe concussion. Ironically enough I posted this picture one day before my accident, with this caption below it.
Let's Be Patient
When I looked at him and said, "it's been a difficult year, let's be patient with ourselves." He teared up.