As a mom we know that when we are sick the world doesn't stop.  Kids still need fed, bathed, diapers changed.  The list goes on and on.  Illness can either draw you closer to God or pull you farther apart.  Even with really good doctors, sometimes the road to a diagnosis and recovery can be a long winding road full of struggle. The weekend before I went back to work from maternity leave I got food poisoning.  It's awful, but typically it only lasts 24-48 hours.  But after 48 hours I was still not recovering.  Though the vomiting had stopped, I was still getting sick multiple times a day. After a week, I reached out to my doctor. First thought-C.diff.  Nope, not c.diff.   More tests. More antibiotics. More tests. No answers.   After weeks, still sick without any reprieve.  Next comes the specialist who gives more tests. It is determined that I do in fact have c.diff at this point but there is something else going o...

Last weekend, I was off to pick up my Hungry Howie’s gluten free pizza, just rocking out to my Jesus jams in my minivan, when it hit me . Suddenly. Hard. Like a freight train. It took the breath right out of me. My high notes suddenly went flat. My eyes filled with tears. The realization came: I won’t be going to church on Easter.  Intellectually, I knew this already, but my heart was lagging far behind.  Missing church has been a struggle for me these past few weeks.  But for me, not being in church on Easter is unfathomable. I had obviously been in denial.  Now, realization was here and devastation was setting in.  I will not be going to church on Easter.  This Easter will be anything but our typical Easter celebration.  My heart hurt . Easter is a new beginning See, being in church on Easter is significant for me in many ways.   It was just 3 years ago on Easter when everything really changed for my family.   While attending my...