Searching for sea glass on Fort Monroe Beach became a metaphor for how God uses broken pieces to create something beautiful. Sometimes our greatest storms produce our most treasured gifts.
Fort Monroe Beach
Getting Right with God: A Beach Encounter That Changed Everything
A mysterious man named Ray at Fort Monroe Beach asked me a simple question that cut straight to my heart: "You want a husband? Then you need to get right with God." Here's how that encounter became a prayer.
Finding Rainbows After the Storm: When Life Surprises You with Beauty
I went to Fort Monroe Beach to think and got caught in a downpour. But waiting out the rain gave me a sunset, a full rainbow, and lightning strikes—all in 45 minutes. Sometimes the best gifts come when you go against traffic.
Two Months Before My Wedding: When Fear Overshadows Joy
Two months before my wedding, I should be giggling over swatches and favors. Instead, I'm stuck in fear—afraid of saying goodbye to my life in Hampton and starting over in Germany. Here's my honest struggle with pre-wedding anxiety.
Nicholas Sparks Made Me Cry at Fort Monroe—Still Waiting for That Movie Theater Promise
A stranger grabbed my hand after The Notebook and said, 'Love like that exists. God already has him picked out.' Ten years later, divorced and crying over another Sparks novel at the beach, I wonder why I gave her words so much weight. Maybe importing an Italian eighth cousin would be easier than praying about it.
Writer's Growth 