When Saints Get Slaughtered

If you’re reading my blog, chances are you’re old enough to know that life [L-I-F-E] doesn’t always go the way we hope. Sometimes, the saints—we who give selflessly, love deeply, and walk faithfully—find ourselves crushed under the weight of circumstances we never saw coming. Whether it’s betrayal, loss, or an endless cycle of criticism, theseContinue reading “When Saints Get Slaughtered”

Grief is an Artist

Grief is an artist painting vivid strokes across the canvas of our lives. Like any artist wielding a brush, grief doesn’t ask if it can; it just does. Grief moves freely; boldly. Sometimes, grief leaves beauty in its wake. Sometimes, grief only leaves chaos. As an artist, grief is raw, unfiltered, and unapologetic. Shattered. Tattered.Continue reading “Grief is an Artist”