This was the eulogy I gave at my father’s funeral. After writing the blog post about his death, I frantically searched for the sweet journal I penned these words in just after he died. I sat on the closed crooked toilet in my bathroom and wrote desperately to get the words on paper.
This was the result.
When my dad was diagnosed with leukemia I was very young. I was 24 years old, counting down to […]
During this month of thankfulness, I am striving to serve those I love more than before. And I am working on serving without complaint. To choose a life of joy is to choose to serve those we love even when it’s hard. Even when they don’t deserve it. Even when we are tired. Even when we feel defeated. Because giving to others makes us less concerned about ourselves.
Carrie Wisehart 