anx·i·e·ty aNGˈzīədē/ noun 1 a feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease, typically about an imminent event or something with an uncertain outcome. Worry, nervousness, unease about an imminent event. This is my current state of mind, my head space. Ughh, I hate it. So what has placed me into this uneasy zone of dread and … Continue reading Good stress is still stress…
I am an extroverted introvert. Yes. You read that correctly, even if you had to read it 3 times. I am this. This is me. My social excitement and love for humans may quickly place me in that box of extroverts who lives for the lime light, when in reality, my introverted self just desperately … Continue reading Diary of an extroverted introvert.
Home. This is a word so many of us take for granted, waste away, and become entitled to. But home is a gift, home is a chance. A chance for hope to breath into your life. A chance for dreams to be created. A chance for love to be shared. After experiencing several miscarriages I … Continue reading Home, foster care….faith
How many times have you had to say, "lets agree to disagree", just to end a heated conversation with a friend, family member or spouse? It generally falls into the category, 'no matter what your stance, it is not mine.' Stubborn is a trait I can manifest and allow to grow in my soul, keeping me … Continue reading Agree to disagree….
What am I suppose to look like as a mom of three? I try to work out, watch what I eat, monitor my wine, get my hair done (when I can afford it), attempt to dress cute (pulling off all of Walmart/Amazon's finest since that's the only place I don't feel immense guilt for indulging … Continue reading Ezers…Warriors…Image Bearers…Moms
Why is it that we feel this desperate need to always be happy. Me included. As if happiness is the end goal and if we aren't there then we have failed? While happiness is a beautiful feeling, intoxicating even, it isn't realistic to be in this state at all times. In fact, I believe that … Continue reading Happiness not required.
My dearest children, I love you & adore you. I treasure your wisdom & marvel over your internal beauty. I am captivated by your spirit, motivated by your strength. You are everything I ever wanted, hoped for. I pray you will know this. I pray this will be your internal voice when the world creeps … Continue reading A love letter to you…
It's no secret that this has been the "thorn" in my life, to poke me, make me uncomfortable, force me to take a step back & really evaluate what this life is truly about. One thing I'm not sure I fully realized before my 1st loss, 3 years ago, was that everyone suffered...everyone. I truly … Continue reading My story, my miscarriage…
If we don't have accountability, really...what do we have? Speaking from my own list of shortcomings and flaws, I will give you what I have: overspending indulgence selfish desires, wants, "needs" lack of community lack of awareness to our community....yes, I "see" you, but do I SEE you or just pass by wishing there was … Continue reading Accountability, hope….healing
There is something about a rainy day that brings comfort to my exhausted soul. It forces me to slow down, cancel plans and just be. It gave me a chance to play playdoh with my toddler and finish my paper for school. It washed the pollen off my car and cobwebs off my porch. My … Continue reading Rainy day feels