I had a different piece of writing to share, but it was a little too happy for me today. It’s been a tough week. I think if we’re honest, there’s often something weighing us down, something we’re going through or struggling with. I’m learning that it’s not about comparing our sorrows and pain; it’s about … Continue reading On the Mend
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To Whom It May Concern
To any reading this who are victims, to those who have faced impossible circumstances and devastating trials: I just want to say how proud I am of you. You are so brave. You did whatever you could to survive. What happened to you is not okay. That friend should not have betrayed you. That family … Continue reading To Whom It May Concern
Church Hurt
“Familiarity breeds contempt.” The pain is recognizable. The parallels are shocking. The red flags became clearer much quicker this time. It’s hard not to filter this experience through the previous one. There must be more to learn here. “Familiarity breeds contempt.” But maybe there’s another way forward this time. Maybe the familiarity can instead spark … Continue reading Church Hurt
Dear Children
Your resilience knows no bounds. In new places, surrounded by new faces, you keep showing up. You shine and you sparkle. You reflect God’s love and you give Him glory. You persevere; you don’t give up. You make a decision, and you move forward boldly toward your goals. You overcome negativity and naysayers. You triumph, … Continue reading Dear Children
Redeeming Love (A Recommendation)
I’m becoming more and more convinced that isolation is one of the hardest parts of being sick. (I am so glad to be free!) But I am also thankful for one of the perks of isolation: time. A few months ago, a couple of authors I follow on social media shared a trailer for Redeeming … Continue reading Redeeming Love (A Recommendation)
Hello Darkness, My Old Friend
This week’s title is the opening line to a well-known song, “The Sound of Silence.” Maybe you enjoy the version by Simon & Garfunkel, or maybe Disturbed’s cover is more your style. As a mom to 4, I’m most familiar with the Trolls version. (Cue the whole soundtrack.) Maybe it’s the seasons changing or maybe … Continue reading Hello Darkness, My Old Friend
Taking Time to Unpack Trauma
Just because my trauma looks different than yours, doesn’t mean it’s not real. I might be opening a can of worms… but I think it might be necessary. I’ve been toting around some heavy emotional baggage for decades. Various forms of abuse, even if small and spread out, were compounded throughout my childhood and beyond, … Continue reading Taking Time to Unpack Trauma
My Race to Run 