Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds, But Compassion Can.
My dad and I were messaging last night about a book that Callie was reading to the two youngest children. It’s called the Thingamajig book of Manners. it was my favorite as a child and…
Simple Ways To Add Value To Others
I have been so fortunate to have amazing people in my life, some family, some friends, some so close I can’t tell the difference anymore. These people took their time to add value to me…
How To Make Important Life Decisions
Trying Something New: Venturing Out Into The Unknown I have gone out into what was completely unknown to me a few times in my life, mostly by my own choice. Once to New Horizons to…
When Life Isn’t Clear And The Answer Is “No”.
When Things Don’t Go Your Way This week has been hard on me. I have been praying very specifically for God to make a decision in my life clear to me and reveal to me…
The Beauty of Letting Go of Hurt and Anger
I’ve been thinking a lot about what letting go looks like. Letting go of many things, hurt, pain, anger, unrealistic expectations of others, dreams that were not meant to be. Whatever your thoughts go to…
How to Start Forgiving This Fathers Day
After weeks of counseling at the camp in Canada, I realized I had serious issues with my parents. My anger and unforgiveness was directed almost exclusively towards them. It was during this time the rose…
How looking back can help you move forward
My favorite thing about my car is the back up camera. I love the confidence it gives me knowing that if I come within 20 feet of any object, the screen is going to warn…
Will I Ever Be Happy?
This question has bothered me for a long time. Probably my whole adult/teen lifetime so far. Until today. That is work I’m going to have to do myself, from any location and in any situation…
Staying in the Present, Even When it’s Not Pleasant.
Halfway through the summer we started to talk about what would happen when camp ended, when we went home from “The Program”. I kept holding on to the promise that I had to get through…
When the past leaves you unable to say “I’m sorry”, say it Anyway.
Dear Doris, I’m Still Sorry for Everything; Twenty Easters Later. Dear Doris, I still love you. It’s been twenty Easters since you died. It’s been twenty Easters that have never felt the same on this…