We made it. Took a few extra weeks, but we finally made it! Can you believe it!? After 11 weeks of exhaustive effort, my eyelashes have all grown back…

I can’t help but start this letter off with the phrase I was taught to say every Easter Sunday, “He is Risen.” Oh Lord, you are risen indeed, and my soul is immeasurably grateful…

So, yesterday my man took such good care of me that, today, it only felt right that I take great care of him and make him one of his favorite home cooked meals…

First and foremost, I just have to say thank you. I prayed hard that this period would be easier; I prayed that I would not have extremely painful…

So, here is the thing. Normally when I go to therapy, Dane meets me outside the building—a building which holds multiple different office spaces for various companies…

I got a text from Dane suggesting I go hang outside today because he thought it was the nicest day we have had since last November…

So, the plan last night was for Dane to get off work at 6pm; I would put on my bridesmaid dress so he could measure the amount of fabric that needed…

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel! The hairs on the right side of my right eyelash line are almost at their full length…

So, you know how I mentioned needing a little boost for the spirit? Well, sometimes I wish I could just jump into…