The day I left on my journey to North Carolina in 2010, my mother handed me a page torn from Guidepost Magazine. I kept it in the middle console of my little black car, folded neatly in half. The article stared up at me as I drove, and appeared in my dreams throughout my first week inContinue reading “Synchronized Fireflies: Journey to Healing, Part 1”
Fireflies And Jars 