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A Healing Journey

I don’t know what possessed me to do it. The thought of leaving my comfort zone gave me nightmares, yet in November of 2004 I signed up to go on a study abroad summer trip to the British Isles. I didn’t know anyone going on the trip. Plus, six-and-a-half weeks away from my home in Arizona sounded frightening. Maybe I had a random courageous streak...

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A Healing Journey
Miscarriage

“I’m sorry. I can’t find the heartbeat,” she said.  I stared in shock at the ultrasound machine. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.  It hurt too much to think about it. “What?” my mind screamed. “What are you saying?”  But really I didn’t want to know.  I stared at the screen willing the baby to live.  A month before,...

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