Simplify

I just deleted four paragraphs. What I just typed was beautiful, but it completely negated the central theme and most important message of this blog, so I deleted. And no, I don’t feel any kind of way about it at all. #kanyeshrug One word has resonated in my spirit on repeat for the last two…

To the Women I Love…

I sat on the couch opposite my therapist staring at my wringing hands.  “Two weeks ago made ten years since my mother died.  Next week will make a year since my mother-in-law died.  Some days I don’t feel that I’ve fully processed that,” I said.  My eyes lifted to find her smiling brightly at me,…

Found

Nestled in the safety of my four-door sedan, parked outside of my home, I wept.  A glance in the review mirror was only a metaphorical confirmation for what I felt internally: I wasn’t myself.  Who was this woman staring back at me in the mirror?  Whose life was I living?  Whose body was it that…

Nah.

I’m feeling silly today… | Nah. | You ever look back a phase of your life and say to yourself, “Whew!  I’m glad I’m over that?”  I have had my fair share of What in the Blue Hell Was I thinking moments. I have made some of the worst mistakes in my almost 31 years. …

The Silent Treatment

I’m a believer.  I’m a worship leader.  I’m a low-key, unofficial counselor.  Blah, blah, blah.  I’m a human.  Today, I am going to be honest even if it makes me look a little less spiritual. | The Silent Treatment | I recently saw a post on Facebook that read: “Ladies, which one are you… temper…

Keeping My Hands to Myself

I was having a really hard time.  Why was I struggling while everyone else was okay…specifically the ones that I helped?  It just didn’t seem fair that I was the one with the short end of the stick when it was my stick to begin with. | Keeping My Hands to Myself | Whatever you…

Nurturing Dead Things

It’s been too long since I last shared.  I’m in a place where I can share today.  Please be gentle with my heart. Disclaimer : I will use the word “relationship” in this blog.  Please do not limit this to a romantic relationship.  I mean that word to mean “connection.” | Nurturing Dead Things |…

Comparison Kills: Me vs. Her

Disclaimer: I’m going to be very transparent with you.  I’ll be honest, I am almost nauseous typing this because I am letting my guard down and allowing you into a hidden space.  Please be gentle with my heart. | Comparison Kills: Me vs. Her | I looked at the notification on the lock screen of…

Consistent.

My beloved readers, I have a confession: I didn’t feel like blogging today.  I don’t feel extra inspired, and I don’t have an urgency to share any major revelations.  If I can be completely candid with you, I am posting primarily because it is Thursday, and I post on Thursdays. | Consistent. | One of…

Why Not?

I was on a roll typing a completely different blog, then I deleted it for this. | Why Not? | This blog is inspired by the conversation that I just had with my co-worker less than five minutes ago. “I really want to move out of state.  If I don’t move out of state, I…