I learned how to live with grief like a guest that wouldn’t leave. Just before the ninth anniversary of Nicholas’s death, when I was reliving the days leading up to the horrific event, expecting a different outcome that never came, God performed a Christmas miracle and Living Hope was born.
It was easy to be hope-filled as long as everything was going well. Then God allowed me to see what pain really felt like. My story is a tragic love story where the end is written but not yet realized as Living Hope is waiting to be born.
Do you remember when your mother would light the birthday candles and tell you to make a wish? Sometimes your wish came true but sometimes it didn’t. Our wishes change over time to include beautiful sunsets and adventures with loved ones. What if those moments could last forever?
