I opened the door, took a step in, and the weight of it all pressed the breath from my lungs. Maybe it was because it’s September, a month that represents the beginning of an always shape-shifting life, or maybe it …
Category: Every Little Jot & Tittle
Chasing the bright spots
I’ll make this brief-ish because this has been the Monday of all Mondays, and we are in desperate need of a good meal and a long sleep. We learned on Friday that insurance had denied Jesse’s surgery. We began the …
Hope in the Hard: for the suffering on Christmas
It all began with a series of misspelled texts from young children in the damp fall of southern life in 2015. I was driving home after a two week stay at my sister’s home in Louisiana, where I had been …
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This is not the end
Today marks the day two years ago that the sun set on Jesse’s old self, and he awakened in the wee hours of the 4th knowing everything was different. Lots of things are still being rebuilt, restructured, reorganized in our …
Surgery Three Updates
We’ve been playing around with different update options, and we think this is still the best option for our friends who follow our story through the blog. So, here is how this will work… There will only be this one …
One Year
It’s been a year now. One year since I woke up on a Sunday morning and took the kids to church so Jesse could sleep off a stomach bug. One year since I stepped off of the stage at church …
Southern Fried
Let me tell you all a little story: When Jesse and I were in college, we had apartments just a few yards from one another. This led to the brilliant and cost-efficient method of living in which Jesse bought the …
