Mother’s Day holds joy for some, and a quiet hurting for others. Over the past week I’ve been writing something for the women who find this month tender for reasons that don’t fit neatly into a greeting card. If your heart feels a little heavier in May – for any reason – this piece is for you. A gentle space to breathe, to be honest, and to feel seen. For the Hearts That Hurt a Little More in May.

Some days we need the God who parts seas, and other days we need the God who sits beside us in the quiet ache. This piece explores the beautiful harmony of His strength and His tenderness, and the way He draws near when we feel undone.

The grief of losing a baby is never simple. Letting go is never simple. But it doesn't have to be rushed.