Invisible Those are the scars that I carry on the inside of my body…literally. They are invisible. Today we hiked 1 1/2 miles down into...

Over the twenty years that I have been working with survivors of loss due to traumatic death, I have walked many of them through the...

‘I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery.’ Job 7:30 Do you feel weary and worn out from all that...

My eyes sprung open at the sound of people talking. I shut my eyes tight and then opened them wide to try and see where the voices were...