Bullies Suck, Part 2

In regards to my own bullying story, God really erased this time in my life from my emotional radar. I no longer think this way, I no longer am a mad girl, I do not inadvertently test myself against teenage-me and have not for a very, very long time.  I do not carry sadness or…

It’s been six years this week.

On September 22, 2007, Jeff* left. We were given two hours to bring him to DCS a few days earlier than the two weeks we were supposed to have. I took him to moms. To say bye. Greg left work and headed our way. I rushed to our house to pack his clothes and gather…

Bullies Suck

I had a bully. For almost two years. We didn’t call it that, then, in high school. Or I didn’t. “Bullies” were the big scary kid on the playground that pushed kids down- right? Maybe. But there can be more to it than that. Especially with girls. I tell you what, bullies sucks. She was…

their inner voice

I know. This is in a ton of other blogs. A ton of other posts. A ton of other moms’ thoughts. But I’m sharing it anyway. To remember.

afraid.

I’ve been reading the Divergent series (as you know if you keep up with this blog a little bit) and in it there is a deep focus on fear. Not fear itself but what specifically these characters fear…and attempting to overcome those fears. For some characters they remember child abuse they suffered, or kidnapping. One fears…

you want to do what?

I want to be a homeschooler. There I said it. I actually typed it big and bold for the world to see. I want to homeschool my children. This is so bad. I am so weird. I am such an awful parent. My family is going to completely freak out. My sister will be furious….

ugh.

Rope. End of. Frayed. Can’t. Hold. On. Any. Longer. Is change coming? Or not?

Not Empty

“I give you all I have to give…and still have a storehouse full.” -Sandra Some days loving others is so hard, yes? Some days it is easier to just…not. To be closed up and tired and cranky and self-thinking and not lovely. Some days it is easier to just…not and still be closed up, energetic…

It is hard living down

“It is hard living down the tempers we are born with. We all begin well, for in our youth there is nothing we are more tolerant of than our own sins writ large in others and we fight them fiercely in ourselves; but we grow old and we see that these our sins are of…