Tag: progress

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…

Keep the Change

This is it.  This is the last part of my three-part series on change.  If you are behind, go read Don’t Ignore the Change and Necessary Change to catch up. Disclaimer: As I mentioned last week and the week before, the introduction may be…

Necessary Change

Today I am sharing part two of my three-part series on Change.  (I feel like a preacher… “My three-part series.”  Ha!)  If you have not had the opportunity to read part one, “Don’t Ignore the Change,” I strongly encourage you to start there. Disclaimer:…

Grace to Finish

I anxiously stood by the time clock occasionally glancing to check the time.  I was only one minute away from one of my greatest accomplishments.  After a treacherous 60 seconds which felt more like an eternity, I positioned my hand in the holster of…

No Apologies Necessary

I felt bad; how could I not?  We had once relished in the fact that we were both barely making it.  Strangely we bonded because we were both “scratching and surviving.”  Misery definitely found company between us, and I would be breaking up the…

Lesson Learned

I missed last week’s blog, but if you are an avid follower, you knew that already.  I can explain though.  The long and short of the story is that I was too busy for my own good.  Anyway, thanks for coming back today.  *hugs…

What Did I Say?

Transparent moment: I’ve had some trepidation about blogging this week. I feel as if I have hit some kind of rough patch or something.  When my life was in shambles, when I was picking myself up off the ground, when I was climbing from…

The Note

Preface: Please forgive my two weeks of silence.  Between the Thanksgiving holiday and a bit too much on my plate, two Thoughtful Thursdays slipped away without me sharing.  It is my hope to be back on track now.  Thanks for understanding. Now that I’ve…

The Grief of Growth

I scrolled through the photos in my phone looking for one specific picture when I saw a picture of us.  We had smirks on our face, and I swear I could remember the exact joke that was cracked just before I snapped our selfie. …

Believing and Becoming

It was so ironic.  She stood in front of the bathroom mirror, forced to look at herself.  In that same mirror, she was forced to see herself too.  She couldn’t stand what she saw…it just wasn’t enough.  With tears streaming down her face and…