Self Talk: no one is more influential in your life more than yourself. Why? Because no one talks to you more than you talk to yourself. Let that sit there for a moment. I recently heard a statement like that and pondered the thought. Self talk. I talk to God, but do I talk to … Continue reading Self Talk

Somedays, I stand on the edge of the balcony of a parking garage, just looking out there. I can see the river flowing calmly into what will become Lake Michigan. I look out, I look down and I see the flashes. The mind can be a terrible place to stay locked into for too long. … Continue reading Hold on.

Yesterday, I received a text message at the tail end of my boys soccer game and before my daughter's last game that I was to coach, that opened up the mended part of my heart. It felt like the pulling apart of the shattered pieces of me. Those parts were pulling away from each other … Continue reading Ugly Cry

10.13.18, it marks year 17. 17 years with the same man. 17 years with this boy that I met at Cracker Barrel 19 years ago. I often think back to that moment when we met. I think of how drastically I wanted someone to rescue me from the life I was in. How much I … Continue reading Year 17

I passed a stranger today... She was going into the kitchen As I was coming out... I saw the stranger again... She was leaving the table Just as I was sitting down... Tonight, I prayed as the stranger Settled into sleep... And standing in the hallway, I Leaned my head against her closed door... And … Continue reading Dear Mom…

  Late this summer, I had the chance to meet up for dinner with my cousin Dave and his family. Dave, is more than a cousin to me, He is the man that when I was 13 years of age broke apart the wounded child inside. He is responsible for bringing to life something hidden … Continue reading The girl I used to be…

The Village. They say it takes a village to raise a family. Even if you come from a good home with good parents. And for me it took a village: a church, a community, a group of educators, and a group of coaches that unknowingly bonded together to produce what I would become. I am … Continue reading The Village

In the late night hours as the sun has gone to bed and in the stillness of the night I find myself in the darkness of my room. It now feels safe. Safe to let the tears flow freely from my body as my heart cries out to the God, who I cling to in … Continue reading Fathers

Yesterday, May 30th, I picked Jonah up from school to take him to an appointment. As I watched him exit the High School building, I was overwhelmed with the thought of how old this little boy has become and also reminded of where we were together just 15 short years ago. In so many ways, … Continue reading Little Boy.

This past weekend was Mother's Day. It's a day I should as a mother look forward to, but I don't I dread it most of the time. I dread it much like I dread Father's Day. Social media is flooded with pictures of Mom's and daughters. And while I love seeing those pictures its also … Continue reading Mother’s Day