I was Lost in Sorrow

I was Lost in Sorrow

When sorrow visits, it doesn’t ever practice the art of social graces. It never takes the time to knock first. No, it just suddenly is there. No asking. No politesse. No sympathy. In fact, the heaviest of sorrows just billows in, as an uninvited guest....
We Rise

We Rise

We Rise It’s been a year of rising, and we completed our music launch of our #11daysofgoodgrief on December 1st from Atlanta. My brother-in-law liked the weather of the day and asked [even though I’d been crying hard all morning and declared it a car-ride-so-no-makeup...