I quit my job, sold everything, and set out to travel the world. First stop: Australia — become a scuba diver. Sounds simple, right? Yeah… not exactly.
I quit my job, sold everything, and set out to travel the world. First stop: Australia — become a scuba diver. Sounds simple, right? Yeah… not exactly.
What if healing isn’t a straight path, and the weight you carry doesn’t disappear — but each stumble teaches you to get back up and stand stronger?
What if the path back to faith started… with a dog?
This is not about everything falling into place. This is about feeling like everything was falling apart - on the inside.