When I was a young girl, I was fascinated with the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. What eight year old girl doesn’t love a story about singing birds, Prince Charming, and the pursuit of love? In reality, I was afraid of birds. I was pretty sure they were going to dive bomb … Continue reading You’re Not Enough
The truth is the majority of people are wasting their lives. Admittedly, I’ve wasted a good portion of mine. Because of pride; and some out of ignorance. Some spend their entire lives seeking fulfillment or happiness and though they find it in an array of areas, it is fleeting. Always. And when joy fades, the … Continue reading Wasted No More
A Waffler, not to be confused with makers of the sweet morning delicacy, is one who bounces between one or more things indecisively; one who is torn; plagued. I’ve always known I was a Waffler. The battle has existed from the time I was a wee girl, which even then led me to play a role … Continue reading The Secret Life of a Waffler
Dear Baby I Aborted, Today is the twenty-third anniversary of the day I aborted you. That decision wrecked my spirit. Going to counseling shortly afterward, I was encouraged to name you and grieve you properly. I named you Alyshia, which means Truth. The truth is I didn’t consider you The truth is I didn’t see … Continue reading Dear Baby I Aborted
I was trying not to love something that the world often deems as evil or monstrous or broken, or so worthless they'd throw her away… The problem is I did.
Sitting on the cold bathroom floor in April of 1999, eight weeks after I had been raped, I faced the fact that I was pregnant as I stared into the double blue lines of a home pregnancy test-- and the likelihood that it was my husband’s baby was slim to none.
Anyone who knew my dad well, knew exactly what to expect from him, which included what he was likely to wear on special occasions. This stately piece of attire I’m about to mortify you with, I mean describe to you was a gift he received for one of his birthdays sometime before marrying my mom … Continue reading When God Disappoints