In my young adult years, I had a hard time being seen for who I was.
I was always identified by where I grew up, whose sister I was or who I hung out with. Although I loved those aspects of myself, I was more.
As years went on, I had to make choices for my happiness. Choices often opposite of what I thought was expected of me. That meant becoming vulnerable to change and criticism.
That shift came with a yearning to experience more of what life had to offer. I began to look outside the walls put in place by others and myself to live a life God wanted me to live.
I began to capture these experiences in my writing. This became a way for me to purge, process and heal.
This blog is that journey and it continues. A journey full of love, tears, pride and lots of laughs.
Thanks for joining me.
Quieting Our Minds this Advent
I began honoring Advent by rising early in the mornings and sitting alone, quietly in front of our decorated Christmas tree with only the lights from the tree luminating the room. There is no better time spent for my mind, body and soul.
Experiencing Advent In Chaos
During Advent this year, my life has been chaotic. For three weeks I have been focused on completing work projects, doing last minute packing, updating necessary paperwork, and saying goodbye to friends. This has made me anxious, excited, sad, happy and every emotion in between
Peach Thang
Before Pinterest was on the scene, my Aunt Vern had a killer recipe for a peach dessert. This delicious treat with peaches, butter, and other stuff didn’t have a fancy name.
One year on summer vacation in Seattle, my cousins and I drove to Portland, Oregon to visit their mom, my Aunt Verna. While there, she made a meal complete with dessert. Feeding you was her love language.
Living with Hope while surrounded by Grief
These last few months have been hard. The lingering winter temperatures with the tease of a spring day messes with my emotions.
Five people I know have passed away and were directly or indirectly connected to me. Of the deceased, three of them were under the age of 60. I also know people living with health concerns that have a less than hopeful prognosis.