I am tired of writing about Charlie Kirk. Tired of thinking about him, hearing about him, reading about him, seeing posts on social media about him. Watching Charlie Kirk, alive in clips where he is speaking, as well as dead in clips of his funeral, all over the news.

I am tired of people celebrating his death, tired of people on the left who may not publicly celebrate but make him out to be worse than he was. Tired of anyone who can't see the humanity of a 31-year-old man, who regardless of the stupid things he said, and the powerful politicians with whom he aligned, was a 31-year-old man. It does not require much empathy or imagination to remember myself at 31 and see that 22 years later, I am not the same person I was.

I thought things, believed things, said things, and wrote things I no longer do. I understand I am responsible for choices I made then, as well as any effect those choices had on others. I am deeply sorry for the bad ones. I was doing the best I could based on what I knew then.

Around that time, I wrote a Christian devotional for couples called Promises to Pray for Your Marriage. Like Charlie and Erika, I believed my marriage was ordained by God. I aspired to be a........

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