rising above – Letters From the Edge

From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later

One year ago, my youngest son was still in survival mode.Haunted by trauma. Shaped by silence. Wounds too deep for words. He didn’t trust easily. He struggled to connect. He had every reason to shut down. But he didn’t. In just one year…He’s risen. He’s excelling in advanced education classes. He’s made real friends. He’s… Continue reading From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later

Still, I Say Amen

I walked through fire that never asked my nameCarried scars that never healed the sameI’ve cried out prayers with bloodied kneesAnd heard silence loud enough to shake belief I’ve buried hope beneath courtrooms and ashLearned that mercy doesn’t always come fastBut in the dark, where the answers don’t land—I’ve still been held by nail-scarred hands… Continue reading Still, I Say Amen