Old wagon wheel
life in the the shack
birthed a stubborn hope inside me
renewing my decision
to take my daughters and make
My family became refugees the day that the giants chopped down our home. It was the last tree in what used to be a majestic rain forest. Continue reading
As I reflect on twenty fourteen,
I see how much I’ve gained.
It was a year of heartache;
a year of working through my pain.