“If all I loved was stripped away, what would my life be defined by?” The haunting question whispered through my soul, chasing me in my dreams at night and finding me on the path I took to avoid it during the day. Such a question was too painful to face. “If all I loved…” Finally, I stopped, and faced my fears, ashamed that it had taken me so long. “I’m sorry Father! It’s just so hard to answer a...
