For the One in the Messy Middle

Two years ago, my family spent week after week sitting in waiting rooms and hoping for answers. Two years ago, just a few hours before the light of Easter morning began to stretch across the sky, my phone lit up with one of the worst text messages of my life.

Exactly one year prior, on the greatest In Between day, I began writing Even If Not: Living, Loving, and Learning in the in Between. At the time, I thought it was a blog post in the making. But those words about darkness and difficult se...