There are seasons when faith doesn't feel like standing still—it feels like knocking on one closed door after another. This chapter is about learning to hold hope with open hands, to love each other through grief we processed very differently, and to trust that "no" can sometimes be as much an answer as "yes."

When I wanted God's provision to look like healing, certainty, or a clear path forward, He instead, gave us a gifted counselor, faithful friends, wise pastors, compassionate doctors, and a community that reminded us we were never walking this road alone.