My Darkest Hour

There I sat. Confused, in shock, devastated.  It had been confirmed a few hours prior that my son's heartbeat had stopped beating in my womb. Why? How? I fell to my knees, cried, sobbed, pleaded with this God I had blindly turned to my whole life and just cried out "why?". I am not sure … Continue reading My Darkest Hour

Anger, hostility, annoyance…

So as a mom of 3 under 8, I must say this is a sad reality that I have to face.  Annoyance, yes! Hostility, unfortunately!  Anger, with deep regret!  I hate more than anything that this is one of my attributes.  Anger is such an ugly vice that steals my joy and leaves me feeling … Continue reading Anger, hostility, annoyance…