Love that is Fought For

I pretty much cried my way through the first nine months of my second daughter’s life. I’m just going to jump right in and admit that. I’ve been sitting on her story for almost two years now – longing to tell it, but not knowing how to do it justice; not sure how to invite you into the beautiful glory of something that was simultaneously so painful.

He is Hers, and He is Mine

by Judy Hoppe Every love story is beautiful, but ours will always be one of my favorite. When I was a little girl, I would lock the bathroom door and climb up the rungs of the bathroom drawers. There on the cool bathroom counter, I would perch myself, cross legged, and stare at my reflection … Continue reading He is Hers, and He is Mine