It was one of those days. A day where my anxiety reigned and shrouded me with it's dark veil. This thing called anxiety had barreled into my life over the past year, and I was still waiting for rescue. I barely made it through each day as a wife, mom of two, and...
I attended a funeral today. Whispered goodnight to a beautiful spirit. With so many questions, the weary mind wrestles. It's heartache to bury a 45 year old father, husband, son, and brother. This day was a holy pause. A reminder of this fleeting life we lead....
I drive past the hospital almost every day. It sits directly across the busy road from our church & school. In fact, I see it when I look through the glass of my office window. I never thought much about the people, though. The people who work there - the...
This post is about the intersection of my life with a book two distinct times, more than five years apart, and a chasm of change between. I believe books choose us. I can’t explain in much greater detail that that, other than to say that books seem to show up in my...
I'm going to tell you about one of my most difficult days. One I rarely allow myself to revisit without the support of someone with several educational degrees behind their name. The memories of this day trigger fear and sadness, still, almost 18 months and a...
Note: This series is not a substitute for therapy and/or medical help. I am neither a doctor, nor a therapist. I am simply a sojourner sharing my story of hurt, hope, and healing. If you are struggling physically, mentally, or emotionally, please ask for help. It...
I've tried twice and failed. In two previous years, I started 31 days of writing in October. My intentions were good, my follow-through not so great. And yet, this year you told me it's important to you. You said you've been struggling, too. You wonder what I've...
As a young child (maybe 3 or 4), I was petrified of drive-through car washes. I vividly remember the panic I experienced watching those big brushes slam my window - no possible way of escape. But today's Total Truth Tuesday isn't about my fear of the brushes (I...
I've heard numerous times lately that a sign of good emotional intelligence is the ability to laugh at oneself. This is not something that comes naturally to me, and since the topics of my posts have been on the heavy side, I decided to inject a bit of self...
You've heard it a hundred times, mostly in relation to a public figure: hospitalized for exhaustion. It sounds much nicer that way, as if all one really needs is a nice vacation at an exotic hotel. For my purpose, I am going to call it a breakdown because, well, my...