Thank you for being you. I am humbled by your continued visits despite my long and unexpected season of silence. As I take the time to soak in the realness of profound loss in both friendship and family know that I remember you in my prayers. I. Remember. You.

I will write again. Actually, I've been writing. So I'll blog again. But for now, mostly my life is full of prayers, praise, tears that sting my cheeks and cause my eyes to swell (a.k.a. "the ugly cry") inappropriate laughter with my closest friends, beer, and even a few swear words. (Not necessarily in that order.) Which is to say, I'm human.

Of course I'll tell you all about it. Most likely at summer's end. I will tell you this: When a girl says yes to God--agrees to write and speak on the topic of forgiveness--all hell breaks loose. What I know to be true is that God Almighty is for me, not against me. He has a way of turning a curse into a blessing.

Smile.