Welcome, friends!

Most of us have lost something or someone. Afterward, it’s easy to get so overwhelmed by grief that we forget the good that still exists, so fixated on what we don’t have that we miss out on what we do.  

When my husband got sick and died six months later, the grief was almost paralyzing. I mourned the loss not only of my husband, but also of the future life I had expected. We wouldn’t be retiring together or going to Italy again. He wouldn’t be walking our daughters down the aisle or seeing their college graduations. He wouldn’t get to meet our grandson. And yet, those last six months became a great gift. Each autumn leaf a treasure, each shared meal a joy, each conversation an opportunity to be savored.

Death has a way of sharpening your focus to what’s important.

That’s when I started this website. And here I am ten years later, still writing, trying my best to find the gifts in each day and remember the lessons I’ve learned along the way. I won’t pretend the journey has been easy, but God has been with me, and I’ve grown in ways I never expected. 

Instead of moaning about the past or worrying about the future, I’m learning to savor the simple moments. I’m realizing it’s possible to live gratefully for the blessings God gives and also for those He takes away. 

So, who am I? I’m a widow, mother, wife, doctor, daughter, sister, friend. As I share this journey to find joy and peace in my life, I hope you’ll discover ideas for your own. It’s a good path; come with me!

This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it (Psalm 118:24).