I filmed a video journal on the first month of James’ death while we were in Chincoteague, VA, hoping to find some peace there. What we learned was that we needed people around us, the kind of people who have been there for us and who have helped us survive this. So, that week was brutal, brutal work.

I realized immediately that it would be so easy for me to lose my faith after something like this. But thanks to the mentors and guides who God has put in my life through the Waterboyz, DRCC, I Believe in Me, they’ve helped me from retreating into bitterness, and have helped me understand how this fits into my worldview.

Thank you all for your help and support, we still have so much work to do, and we can’t do it without you.