I was scrambling this week. There was just too much kids and too little me.
Mom, I pleaded on the phone, I’m not going to make it to pick up Alex from dance. Can you grab her? I’m stuck in Pasadena picking up Brooke.
She saved the day, grabbing my youngest and bringing her home. We had arrived home at about the same time. I gave my youngest a quick squeeze and then turned to give my mama a “you totally saved me today” gi-normous hug.
“Oh honey, I love your hair, ” my mom gushed. Continue reading
This post was from a year ago… it just popped up on my Facebook page and I can honestly say, dear sisters, that it speaks to me even more now.
Yep… I said to myself, as I finished reading the passage below, I couldn’t agree more.
It’s a funny things when your words from the past sooth your heart as if written by someone else. I suppose that is when we realize, dear sisters, that they were His thoughts and not just our own. May this post comfort your heart today.
My divorce was final in January 2011.
My biggest fear at that time was that I would have to wait. I was in so much pain that I just wanted to find something- someone- who was good. A fit. Just for me.
I used to beg God, Can you just let me know how long it’s going to be, so I can prepare myself. I mean, if I am going to be sixty, I am okay with that, I just need to know. Yeah, right. As if I would really be okay with being alone until I was sixty. Sometimes we just want to know. It’s the not knowing- the unknown- that is so terribly difficult. Continue reading
I have the privilege of sitting with a group of women. We meet every week. We talk about a simple story or truth from the bible, but mostly we support one another.
We cry. We give others space to cry.
We laugh. We give others the freedom to laugh.
We leave room to hear and be heard.
But, this week was special…. Continue reading
I caught myself today…
it was quite funny. I had just finished my workout and I had gone into the women’s restroom to umm, use it, and while I was in there my mind was just kinda wandering.
Does that ever happen? Like you are there, your body is there, but you are not? I hate it when I catch myself doing this, because usually I am so not there that I look like a half crazy woman having a conversion with absolutely no one. I hate that!
So I was gone. I went through the motions, my mind still working out some stuff that I was dealing with in therapy the day before. Continue reading
In case you think this is going to be one of those posts about my amazing kid that cheered me on and texted all his friends to say how proud he was of me… it’s not.
In case you think that I am about to paint a picture of a kid that, bless his heart, was so tender and “Jesus-like” that it made the rest of us want to vomit… you’re in luck.
This is not that post. Continue reading
I am sure some of you would recognize me as Jake’s mom. Yeah, I am the crazy one always shouting at the top of the bleachers. That’s me.
I have something important I need to say to you, so hear me out. Continue reading
Dear sisters, I have a favor to ask.
I am asking that you share the next post I write, for no other reason that the only way change occurs is for us to stand up and say, An injustice has occurred. This is wrong.
This is wrong… Continue reading