My reflection, recounting the journey of ironing Joshua's burial clothes and the deep significance it held then, and what it means now.

This blog post sheds light on the urgent need to raise awareness about the haunting reality of child trafficking and exploitation.

Time stretched out like an endless desert, each grain of sand a moment of despair. The horizon offered no hope...

Wednesday December 14, 2022 Dear Josh, I feel so sad today. How do I celebrate without you here son? Your absence is especially felt...

"The End is Near..." I heard moments before closing his casket. This brought me comfort, peace and hope. And with that, I closed the casket.