Reflections on storytelling, healing, faith, prevention, and the moments that help us move forward.
Make up hides the tired in my eyes My hair is curled to complete the lie It’s all alright. I’m alright. Yes, I am fine. I can give 40 hours to pay my bills while juggling chores and schedules in high heels then homework done and lunches packed back-to-back my schedule is stacked. It’s alright....
Read MoreSomething has been niggling at me. To be honest this niggling thing has been irritating me off and on for the past several months. I saw a Facebook post shared on the good ole Facebook that said something along the lines of “If you have ever had a ‘move back in with your parent’s’ phase,...
Read MoreHaving the start of my life be so rough combined with me having to be a parent for so many of my formative years left teenage me with a mixture of feelings in regard to having my own children. My parenting instincts never fully subsided. Instead, those instincts seemed to mingle with my God given...
Read MoreHelloooo lovely readers. I know, I know, I didn’t write. I didn’t call. I just left you without anything to read wondering what happened. Well, no worries. I am back now. In all seriousness it’s been a fairly busy last two weeks. My sister had a baby, and I got to be there to watch...
Read MoreI don’t know about you, but I have certain things that really bug me. For example, people who eat food out of bags that crinkle while I am trying to watch a movie. Like I know they can hear how loud their snack is. How hard would it be for them to just put the...
Read MoreFriends, the rollercoaster of emotions I have felt over the last seventy-two hours has been such an intense ride. Saturday June 15, 2024, is the day I published Ketchup Sandwiches. My feelings have fluctuated between intense pride, joy, fear, and worry. I have laid out my darkest times and most intimate thoughts in this book...
Read MoreAnticipating and filling the needs of the people I love in my life is something that comes naturally to me. Well maybe it didn’t come naturally, but it was a necessity for my survival. One of the big reasons comes from being the child of a violent beginning. My dad was an angry drunk for...
Read MoreWriting Ketchup Sandwiches was filled with many challenges. Perhaps the biggest challenge was navigating the ever-changing emotional waters I was wading through. Sometimes there were waves of immense sorrow, pain, and fear as I reopened and explored some of the darker times in my childhood. Other times I found amusement in some of the lighter...
Read MoreSeptember 2021: July and August were filled with several heated and repetitive conversations. I spent a lot of time making laps around the parking lot at work listening to my mom cry about her beloved drug dealer husband leaving her. The drug dealer himself called to try to share his side of the story. I...
Read MoreSo, I woke up one morning and decided I was perfectly healed from all my past trauma. Then I decided to share all of my perfection with the world so that others could model their journey after mine. Umm no. Perfect, I am most definitely not. In no way do I view myself as completely...
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