Last summer at this time, we were living in PA. We were deeply wounded, our hearts severed, and the pain we carried so raw it felt like a tangible illness. There were days where a darkness would engulf me, and my body felt physically ill. Going to common landmarks in PA like the Rutters gas station store or the local Walmart hurt like crazy. It was torture to be living there. There were nights I would wake up completely soaked…
After my son had his first seizure at 7 months old (you can read more about that here), the enemy kicked the door of opportunity wide open. I became more vulnerable as a new Mother, absolutely riddled with fear. That’s the moment he barged his way in, and locked claws on my brain. By the time my son had his second seizure and we realized this wasn’t going to be a One and Done type scenario, my mind began spiraling…
I had a post all lined up for today. Being that it’s launch week and all, I wanted to write two posts instead of one. But, today turned out to be nothing like I expected, and thought some of you might be able to relate to the day I’m having. I would rather post the happy story already written, but in the spirit of being genuine I’ll share this little tidbit instead. Today stinks. Several months ago I heard about…
