"for we do not wrestle against flesh and blood... "


On the day after Naomi’s birth, I wrote her a letter for when she is older and ready to understand the battles fought for her. I wrote her the story of what had transpired since she’d been conceived. I told her of the war which had waged over her before she’d taken her first breath. The things I wrote to her shine light on the darkness of my Family’s past, the reasons… Read More