2025 wasn't only heavy. It was also full of beauty!
2025 was quite the year. Not tidy. Not simple. Not linear. It’s the kind of year that feels like three lifetimes stacked on top of each other. There was suffering, joy, exhaustion, miracles, growth, and God’s fingerprints everywhere. 2025, stretched me in ways I never imagined. It was a year that held both the deepest valleys and the most breathtaking mountaintops. This year my 11-year-old son was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes, and we came terrifyingly close to losing him. One moment I was lying in bed when I heard God tell me to take him to the hospital, and an hour later we were in a hospital room fighting for his life. The beeping monitors, the fear, the helplessness… those memories still sit close to the surface. We spent a week in the hospital with him, learning a new language of numbers, needles, and nonstop vigilance. And then, unbelievably, I spent another week in the hospital myself when my body rejected my new stimulator battery, sending me into emergency surgery. Tw...