This is what it means to be held How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life And you survive This is what it is to be loved and to know That the promise was when everything fell We'd be held.
Hey, y'all! My name is Christy! I am a child of God and a recently widowed mama. We are a silly dancing, music singing, book reading, word learning, picture taking, scrapbook making, world hugging, spontaneous road trip traveling, nature loving, country dwelling, grief navigating, feeding stray animals kind of a family. We're simply relishing in God's goodness. I'm so glad you're here!