When Larissa met Ian at college in 2005, she never dreamed she'd one day be his wife ... and his caretaker. After a tragic accident left Ian without the ability to speak, walk or care for himself, she did what any woman in love would do: she married him.
"There will always be the older white woman in Walmart who stared at us with sheer disgust, or the African-American mother who looked at us and just shook her head.”
In this modern age of perpetual consumption—news, entertainment, food, and endless digital stimulation—the idea of voluntarily going without feels almost...radical. Yet for the earliest...
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
In churches across America, a quiet but consequential conversation is unfolding. It often begins with a question—sometimes whispered, sometimes posted publicly on social media....
"It doesn't stop the void that will forever be there, but it does bring a measure of peace. They are praying and hoping that they will be able to be reunited with him and see their son."
“Jesus take the wheel,
Take it from my hands,
Cause I can’t do this on my own,
I’m letting go,
So give me one more chance,
Save me from this road I’m on,
Jesus take the wheel”
"I took a closer look around me and noticed we stood among the dead. Thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands, of the dead... the stench hit me. Vultures descended. And as the wind kicked up, my eyes watered from the smell."
