Today our daughter would have been three years old. Three. How has the time gone by so quickly? And yet so slow. It feels like that part of my life is so far in the past, and yet there is this very real sense that this was just yesterday. And all of the sudden, that three becomes four. Years that slowly pass, ebbing and flowing with joy and sadness, constantly intermingling the two. I know the few years will become many. And it makes me sad to think about. The memories feel m

Learning identity in the face of failure.

It’s been five years missing our little girl. I can hardly believe it. Sometimes it feels literally like yesterday that she was with us,...