Under the Olive Tree (A letter to my baby)
Dear Baby, Your name is Oliver David Booker and you were born far too soon. I want you…
Dear Baby, Your name is Oliver David Booker and you were born far too soon. I want you…
For three pregnancies in a row I’ve dealt with some serious heart-stuff in relation to being a mom.…
“I’ll meet her before you do, you know.” My grandma is in her late eighties and I…
I cried when he brought lunch to me in our home office and told me our fish had…
It was as perfect a day as I can remember, with sun glistening and birds singing and palms…
Yesterday I was having “church” on the beach, trying desperately to connect with God and feel His peace…
They say that grief comes in waves. And it’s true. The emotion comes and goes, comes and…
