Identity is a tricky to define. Some may find their identity in their career. Or their family. Or the other half of a relationship. But when you strip that all away. When you ask yourself, “Who am I?” how do you answer? And here are the rules, you can’t say your job, your family status, …
I detach because it feels safer… If I don’t put myself out there, you can’t hurt me. If I don’t show you what I live, breathe, and believe in, you can’t reject me. If I don’t take risks and reach for the sky, I won’t fall short. But then, I am still left feeling alone, …
Ever noticed when you or someone else starts to cry, people want to rush in and calm you down? Cheer you up. Fix your hurt. And then there are those rare few who know crying ain’t for sissies and they embrace you, sit next to you, grab your hand, and let you let it all …
Isn’t it funny how a similar situation years from then can be so different? That is the magic of time. How things change. And your perspective can too. Tonight, we returned from Tractor Supply, racing against time before the sun went down as we had promised the boys they could play in the snow when …
At some point today after removing my PJ uniform, taking a shower for the first time in two or three days, and putting on real clothes, and by real clothes I mean respectable workout pants and a Calvin Klein long sleeve, I styled my naturally wavy hair that I recently dyed to match my natural …
I need to be real for a minute. My faith has been shaken and has been for some time now. I was in a really good place before all this. I attended church weekly. I served regularly. I was a part of the foster and adoption ministry. I took my boys to church with me. …