While working in a jewelry store at the mall, seeing my surroundings and people clearly was very important. I constantly gave customers directions to other stores in the mall and acknowledged them by name and if I didn’t recognize a customer that I had previously...
Standing in his doorway, I see the feet that I used to hold in my hand dangling off the end of his bed. Those soft cheeks that used to snuggle in the crook of my neck now have remnants of a five o’clock shadow. I remember him riding his red tricycle down the driveway,...
I remember like it was yesterday. The smell of smoke as I walked through the Casino, up to the elevator and to the room. The view of the Las Vegas strip and the large triangle shaped parking lot below.
I am “that person” on a Sunday morning. You have probably seen me, the one who is casually wiping the corner of her eyes, blinking super fast hoping the tears would absorb somewhere in my head before they roll down my cheeks. One of the things that bring me to that...
For most of my adult life, I have felt that my story was my enemy. My story was heavy like chains that shackled me to shame, denial, and fear. If I could just hide from or outrun my story, then I could live the life that I had longed to live.
This time of year has a special fragrance in the air. One that is crisp and nostalgic. I remember the joy, traditions and delight that I experienced during Christmas time as a child. I wish all of our memories from Christmas were good, I know this can be a hard time...
“For He rescued us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” Colossians 1:13-14 —— Reclaim - Verb - To bring (wasteland or land formerly under water) under cultivation. To...