Stepping out in faith – knowing that I don’t have it all together. I don’t have everything figured out. And that’s ok.
My in-law’s house has HER written all over it. The glass baskets that she collected, all the pretty things that she loved, the purple bathroom, the pictures on the fridge, the food on the counter…they all are a GIANT reminder of HER. And it just seems impossible that she’s not there.
