Category: Reflection
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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…
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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,…
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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…
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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. …
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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…
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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…
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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 |…
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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…
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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…
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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…
Christen Rouson 