“I don’t know what I believe anymore.”
I’ll never forget the day I finally said those words out loud. I sat outside, on the deck in our backyard. The sun was shining, but I couldn’t shake the cold that had set in my bones.
My husband didn’t know what to say. Neither did I.
What’s a girl to do when her last hope—her faith—turns fragile?
It’s been a few years since that day on the deck. Remembering still makes my heart ache. Yesterday, I told a friend this story. She responded simply: “You crawled your way back...hope—herclass="p1">What’s
Published on November 12, 2019 07:30