I woke up this morning with snapshots from one year ago today running through my mind.
The phone call on that fateful Monday morning. My mom’s voice, tearful and frantic, on the other end. “Kevin has been in an accident and we don’t know how bad it is. Cher and Daddy are on the way to him at Vanderbilt. Mandy…pray.”
Trying to throw on clothes while intermittently throwing myself on the floor before God to beg, to beseech, … » Read More