Have you ever had to wait for something for a very long time? Are you still waiting even now? Waiting is so hard, isn’t it? Every period of waiting carries its own weight. It might feel like a ton of bricks and manifest as hopelessness that anything will ever come...
What a year we have been through! While watching the news or looking at social media this past year, did you experience the feeling that your insides were churning at the reality of all that was happening? We turn on the TV and hearing, “Covid numbers soar” or other...
I have struggled with grief and loss in so many different aspects of my life, one of which was the loss of my dad. Each loss affiliated with a traumatic life event significantly increased my feelings of helplessness, frustration, sadness, insecurity, and...
After surviving emotional and physical abuse, I found that the pain from those experiences manifested into multiple addictions that I was trapped in for six years. I lived a secret life that no one knew about. Sex, alcohol...nothing seemed to fill that void. I desired...
Tomorrow, people all over the world will celebrate Christmas, the birth of Jesus. It is one of the greatest miracles ever: when hope came to earth as a baby. The words of the familiar Christmas song, O Holy Night, have stood out to me recently as never before. Oh,...
I lost my 17-year-old daughter, Nicole Marie, on New Year's Day 2007 in an auto accident that involved my entire family. At the time, I was alone, not knowing how to move forward while keeping my life in order as I raised my then 11-year-old son. I was angry at God....
With Christmas less than a week away, what would it look like for you to take time to pause amongst the busyness? We are constantly distracted during the holidays. Our minds work overtime to keep shopping lists, sale prices, coupons, Aunt Julie’s favorite kind of...
For most of my life, I struggled with low self-worth that resulted in a lack of self-care and emotional eating. My earliest childhood memory is hiding food in my room and my parents finding mouse droppings on my bed. Boy, was I in trouble! And I felt...
Never did I think I would run away from home at the age of 41. Yet there I was in November of 2019 in my minivan alone, leaving behind my family and my home, trying to outrun my shame of hurting my husband and kids once again with my explosive anger. My wake up call...
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