My baby doesn’t see those “mistakes” I felt like I was making. My baby sees that she’s taken care of. My baby sees that she is loved.

I was given the most beautiful gift nine years ago: I was given the gift of Hope. Hope is a beautiful thing; hope was my lifeline when there was nothing left. Hope is what I'll hold on to for as long as I can.

I wept with JOY because God is FOR ME. No matter what happens, He is for me. He is with me. He is good. And He is at the end of all of this.

Recently, my therapist (yes, I see a therapist once a week and highly recommend it for everyone) asked me how I was doing. "Fine," I said. "I'm really just fine." We started talking, and we realized I truly am fine. I'm okay, stable, balanced, for the first time in a long time. By nature, I'm … Continue reading Plateau: An area of relatively level high ground

I’m in a season of waiting right now, and it isn’t easy. As humans, we live for instant gratification. We want what we want, and we want it now. Unfortunately, that’s not how life works. And as a believer, I know that’s not how God works. Trusting in His Will is hard sometimes. I wish … Continue reading And so we wait…