Why I share the hard stuff…

It has been 70 days since we delivered our son and came to terms with the realization that he would not be in our arms come November. We would not hear him cry, see him smile, or see Aisley interact with him. He is gone from our temporary life here on earth and we are okay with that.Read more

Carried. The story of Amos John.

It was March 5th. Doug had recently started traveling for work each week and he was back for the weekend! One of my very best friends was visiting and we all had just run the Fresh 15 race. The day was so fun. I don’t think I stopped smiling (except for that last mile ofRead more