I've been keeping journals since I was in the 3rd grade and I'm so glad to share some of my most intimate life moments with you here! Here, you'll find inspirational and encouraging stories of me and other broken people like me. We are all jars of clay who have been afflicted in every way, but not crushed...struck down by not destroyed. Here, you do NOT have the right to remain silent, so as you read, grab your favorite snack and drink and leave a comment...share YOUR story. I can't wait to connect with you in this beautiful safe space.
Dear Divorced Girl, I see you. Not the version of you everyone else sees—the one who smiles and says, “I’m okay” when they ask how you’re doing. I see the one behind closed doors. The one sitting in the quiet, staring at divorce papers that didn’t feel real until they became final. The one whispering, […]
We talk a lot about Friday—the cross, the suffering, the weight of it all.And we celebrate Sunday—the miracle, the resurrection, the joy. But what about Saturday? That quiet, in-between space. The day after the heartbreak but before the breakthrough. There—in the waiting room of hope, grief, and wondering—the silence is loud. The outcome is unclear. […]
I sat down to pray this morning, and within seconds, my mind was off to the races. One thought led to another, and before I knew it, I wasn’t praying—I was problem-solving, planning, and replaying conversations from days ago. I caught myself, took a deep breath, and tried again. And again. And again. Are you […]
From the moment we walked out of the theater months ago and saw the trailer, my son had his heart set on seeing this movie. He talked about it nonstop, counting down the days until its release. But there was one condition: he had to read the book first. I wanted him to understand the […]
There was a time when I didn’t even realize I was isolating myself. In the early months of my separation and divorce, I withdrew—not because I wanted to be alone, but because I felt like I had to be. The weight of guilt, shame, and embarrassment sat so heavily on my shoulders that the thought […]