I’m oscillating between strength and weakness. Between functioning and being back to “normal” but then mourning and being angry that instead of packing my hospital bag and putting the finishing touches on our nursery in these last few weeks, I’m not. There is no stocking up on supplies. There is no prepping and planning.

The moments that change us have a way of dividing our lives into a before and an after.

I think that happens multiple times in a life. As sad as that is to think about, knowing that we have experiences that we go through, that as monumental as they seem at the time, that there is no guarantee that something even more altering won’t come somewhere else down the line. That’s the side effect of living – leaving ourselves open to knowing that one day it may take every effort we have, just to breathe in and out.

Because I’m finally not sorry (for being me)

I am a person with abundant levels of emotion.   I’m not always up and down (though that happens; I’ve yet to meet a human who doesn’t qualify as emotionally layered – with their own pattern of transferring said feelings), but there are… Read More

Yes, I have one, I use it, and it affects others.

Beginning Unglued with (in)courage’s online community group. A gathering of women who are seeking fervently the blessing of fellowship while aching toward the finish line of becoming the women of God they were created to be. This passage, along with more –… Read More

New Friends, (in)couragers, & Book Club

I did it.I signed up for an (in)couragers group. I had no intention really – not specifically choosing not to participate, just that I wasn’t expecting to join. Community groups are something I’m used to doing locally. It makes sense. It’s how… Read More

Have no fear. You are not alone. When you may feel abandonded – that people always leave; When you may feel irrelevant – as if relating to someone seems a fictional artform; When you may feel dejected – as if all you touch crumbles… Read More

Owning, and Walking Away

I’ve been reading Tuesdays With Morrie for the first time. It’s a book that relishes introspection. Further, it illustrates what happens when introspection is spoken aloud. It’s the act of sharing thoughts, musings, wisdom, questions…anything at all. Sharing personal contact, sharing food, sharing… Read More