I was born and raised in Georgia, and at eighteen I met the man who would become my husband. We were married for thirty-five years before he suddenly passed away, leaving a space in my life that only God’s tender comfort could begin to fill. Together we carried seven children, though only three are still living. I have walked through miscarriage, stillbirth, the loss of an infant with a severe genetic abnormality, and the heartbreaking death of my 19-year-old daughter to brain cancer. I also lost my father to cancer. Some losses came without warning; others were long and painful journeys. Each one taught me something different about grief, suffering, and the Father’s unshakable love and comfort.

 For fourteen years, my husband and I lived in Alaska, surrounded by the majesty of mountains and the beautiful rhythm of the ocean. Those years shaped me deeply, and to this day, the ocean is where I go when I need rejuvenation. The imagery of the sea—its depth, movement, and mystery—became a reminder of God’s nearness and the way He carries us through overwhelming seasons where deep calls unto deep. Much of my work is woven with that ocean and whale motif because it represents both my memories and my hope.

 Today I live in Fort Worth, Texas, where I write, speak, and create resources for those walking through grief. My desire is to come alongside others who are navigating loss, offering the stories and strategies I learned through my own valleys. I want to help people rediscover their identity after loss, navigate the transitions that follow, and see the tender ways God can redeem even the deepest hurts.

 My mission is this: to remind you that you are not alone, your story matters, and our Father waits to embrace and comfort you through your loss. May my stories help you to sing through your night season and lead you into the morning.