There is something valiant to be said about a friend who stands with you on the mountain and grieves with you in the valley… someone who walks out into the wilderness and purposely sits beside you on the desert floor. Someone who voluntarily inserts themselves in your pain, in your suffering, in your anguish. They celebrate the wins in your life BIG, but tough it out through the losses. I have a friend who has done these things, her name is Marie and I can’t wait to tell you all about her. I remember so vividly the nights after losing Riley…when I didn’t even have the energy to physically get up. I was so lost and depressed. Marie would come over after Khloe went to sleep and sit with me on the couch. Side by side in the darkness. She would cry with me, laugh with me, and listen to me late into the night. She prayed for me, she fed me good food, and she grieved beside me, literally. Marie is a picture of what Christ’s hands and feet look like. She’s a picture of grace and love and JOY that only comes from Jesus. Marie CHOOSES to stand beside me, listen to me, and voluntarily inserts herself in my chaos on the regular. She’s the real deal, and I can’t wait for you to meet her.