Four years ago today, I got the biopsy results. Four years ago today, I couldn’t catch my breath. Four years ago today, I collapsed into Corey arms. Four years ago today, fear was a physical presence surrounding me and pressing in. Four years ago today, I was handed the monumental burden of figuring out the best way to break my boys’ hearts. Four years ago today, I cried myself to sleep. Four years ago today, my life forever changed. Four years ago today, God allowed me to be reduced to ashes. But here’s the thing. My God makes beauty from…