This is a story of healing among signs and sunrises. Because when my fiancé died, I needed a little help from beyond to set out on the path toward healing. There is a part of me that knew that my fiancé was dying. But I resisted that knowledge and convinced myself that he was …

Somehow, over the summer months filled with flip flops and a credit card carelessly stuffed into the back pocket of my shorts, I always forget how to wear winter clothes. So, when it comes time to dust off the stocking caps, locate the gloves and root out the scarves from the back of the …

As I watch the first snowfall of the season drift past my window, I can’t help but think about where I was almost exactly one year ago when the first snow fell on the Chicago area. I was three hours west of the city in beautiful Galena, Ill. with four of my best girlfriends …