And That’s Enough

I can’t wait for them to go to bed. It’s around 7 PM and I’m thinking- I just have one more hour until it’s quiet.  And then it’s 8:30 and it’s quiet and I’m wishing they were still awake. Only calm and adult-like, or maybe actually adults. I’m lonely. I’m alone now, with the dog beside me…

Let’s Make A Way For Them to Choose Life, Not Abortion

  I think maybe some things need to be said. Here’s me throwing in my two cents. I have a lot of friends on either side of every issue. I like this about my friends. I like being challenged to consider what I really think and believe and why. I like that I am not surrounded…

You make all things new….even me.

There was a time, not oh-so long ago that I didn’t know what gossip really was. I was taught that gossip meant talking about something that wasn’t true. Just talking about people was a part of my family of origin’s every interaction. That wasn’t gossip, that’s just what you do. This is what we were…

an apology

When I was a very little girl, I had a babysitter.  She lived near my home and was friends with my mother. At that time she was just a young girl herself, in middle school I suppose and I was about three years old. As she grew older, she also grew closer to my family….

The rest of the story

I originally wrote this on May 3, 2014 and it was password protected for the last four years. I’m no longer hiding the truth and God is using my story in the lives of others. Dig right in, won’t you😉

Get. A. Life.

I probably should make a rule about blogging when I’m this frustrated at humans. But tonight I just don’t care, darn it. I am in a twilight zone today: My Facebook is alite with posts that say gays shouldn’t be allowed a place at a table in restaurants of Christians…that obese women are all so…

“I will never”

Have you ever said “Well, I will never__________”? Surely you have. Most of us have. I’ll tell you what, I’m starting to think I will never begin another sentence with “I will never….” because the season of our lives we are entering could be categorized exactly this way: That time God shook all my nevers…

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…

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…

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…