I’ve been thinking a lot about hope this week. Especially how I tend to live without it. What I mean by that is I’m so used to waiting, and waiting and waiting and waiting, but without the desired results. There are at least two issues with this: I stopped waiting expectantly. I fell into a pattern of judging my life by results. So, I'm always left wanting which is a breeding ground for discontentment and discouragement.  Do you know how tiring it is to always be ... VIEW POST

I didn't like January very much. It felt like a never ending, vast expanse of dreariness. Like thick fog over a graveyard. Maybe because we had to get used to winter without Christmas and home without Hannah. It could be because something is always left behind when you go through a transition. There's also a chance I lost my sense of self-worth in the endless days of nothingness.  I actually enjoyed the first two weeks of January. I used the time to relax after Christmas, get the ... VIEW POST