This Mother’s Day, I’m inviting you to walk with me — for peace, for healing, and in honor of my brother, Damien.

Damien was a fisherman, among many other things. He understood what it meant to cast — to release what was in his hands and trust what he could not yet see. In many ways, that’s what this journey of grief has required of me.

Losing someone to homicide is a weight no one person should have to carry. It settles into your heart, your body, your thoughts. There are days when the pain feels too heavy to hold.

But in my faith, I’m reminded of 1 Peter 5:6–7:
“Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, so that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your cares on Him, because He cares for you.”

This scripture reminds me not to hold onto the pride of carrying everything on my own. It reminds me of my human fragility. It reminds me that I am not alone in my pain — and that God can do far more than I ever could, because He cares deeply for me.

The Mother’s Day Walk 4 Peace is more than steps — it’s an act of surrender.

With every step, I am casting.
Casting the grief.
Casting the anger.
Casting the questions.
Casting the heartbreak and the silence left behind.

Just as a fisherman casts his line into the water, trusting what he cannot control, we cast our pain into the hands of a God who sees us, holds us, and cares deeply for us.

I’m building a team to walk in Damien’s honor — to stand for peace, to acknowledge the pain of lives taken too soon, and to remind one another that we don’t have to carry this alone.

If you’ve ever lost someone, if you’re carrying something heavy, or if you simply want to stand in love and support — come walk with us.

Let’s cast our cares together.
Let’s walk together.
Let’s believe for healing, together.