Last week was a rough week both physically and mentally for me. What I want to share with you all the mental struggle I experienced last week. As a so called weird kid, confidence in myself has was hard to come by. However, moving out of my hometown, going to college, and meeting people who
Tag: Faith
In 2015, when mama was told I was suicidal, again, by a person who did not know me very well I called my brother/journey partner sobbing. What? How are we here again, brother? He talked me down and helped me assure mama that I was more than fine. I just needed to process my surgery
Yesterday was three years since I pushed launch on this blog. This post is a thank you to all the people who have helped make this blog possible. I hope you all will indulge me in these thank you’s and know I mean them from the bottom of my heart. The first goes to God:
If you have followed this blog for a while, you know that I have been on a faith transformation journey. I think that journey might take the rest of my life, but I have some more thoughts about how we let grace lead. It is so important to let grace lead the lives of faith
Kirk, my paternal grandfather, who I called granddaddy was a wealth of wisdom. He was a man of few words but when he did talk people listened to him me most of all. For those of you who don’t know, he had Parkinson’s disease the whole time I had the pleasure of knowing him on
I was not comfortable being myself most of my childhood and adolescence. Trying to fit in felt like twisting myself into a pretzel. I wasn’t one for going out or being reckless. My perfect evening usually consist of listening to my favorite music or watching my favorite movie. Not much has changed in that really
I love my mama very much. When she gave birth to me about eight weeks early because of listeria we weren’t supposed to make it through delivery because of infection. We’re both still here. That fact is quite literally a miracle. Because of our circumstances we have a very unique bond. Mama teaches me to
Healing is a word that comes up frequently when people have a conversation with me. Most of the time conversations about me needing healing comes from strangers. I’m sure they mean well but it hurts. The strangers to say I need healing are only seeing my chair and not me. They are seeing when I
This post is a thank you to all the people who have helped make this blog possible and to celebrate 200 blog posts. I hope you all will indulge me in these thank you’s and know I mean them from the bottom of my heart. The first goes to God: thank you for my life
I’ve had a really emotional and tough week. I’m emotional by nature. And easy crier is what I am. Being positive for all of you is important but sometimes it’s difficult. So for this blog post I decided to let you see what it looks like when I have a bad week at least a