Garmanization

Colby and I were in the kitchen the other day when he broke out with, “How crazy is it to have an ENTIRE PROCESS NAMED AFTER YOU?”  I looked over my shoulder from the sink to see him reading the label on our gallon of milk.  ”I mean, just imagine if WE had discovered the pasteurization process.  Milk would be Garmanized; we would be a VERB.”

Welcome to my corner of cyberspace.  The purpose of this new website is not to make a name for myself (Brogan is my middle name, in case you’re confused).  I may never be the next Louie Pasteur, but if anyone leaves this site  comforted through my authenticity then my labors will not have been in vain.  My prayer is that those who have heard the words “Your child has a congenital heart defect” will find encouragement and support through the words of Gracie’s story (I will be posting this story soon.  Stay tuned!).  My hope is that mothers will find a place to come and be refreshed as we daily travel this sometimes treacherous, sometimes blissful, but always winding and changing road called parenting.

I have found that as I go throughout life, I can not NOT write about it. Writing heals me. Recently I have begun exposing my writing in hopes that– instead of lying dormant in dusty journals– they will be of some benefit to others.  I invite you to listen as I work out my theology as it meets practical life and pray that you will be pointed to the One who gives me hope, peace, and life.  Happy Reading!