Sunday Someday
I imagine that when anyone experiences great tragedy in their life, it becomes a mile marker—a lens through which the view of their story becomes completely and utterly transformed. While I have experienced great hurts and failures in my life, none have changed me quite the way things changed when Jacob left. I never expected to be that person, and yet, I find it difficult to withhold the continual statements that correlate everything back to “when we lost Jacob.” Maybe…