It's funny looking at the last post and noticing that I said I would do battle again. I was thinking maybe next year. Maybe 6 months from now. Well...I didn't make it to the end of the week. Something started on Thursday. Silly things annoyed me. People annoyed me. I didn't really notice it though.… Continue reading The sliver of light
Tag: Christianity
Death of a dream
I spent some time today reflecting and rereading where we've been. I felt compelled to start this blog a little over a year ago. As I reflect, it feels like so much longer than that as so much has happened. Much of it is found in coming to terms with a life that I didn't… Continue reading Death of a dream
Out of the wilderness
I just spent over an hour in the car driving back from an amazing weekend, and I had this song on repeat. I must live under a rock because I've never heard Thy Will by Hillary Scott before (or I did and never noticed). Thursday though it came on while I was running errands and… Continue reading Out of the wilderness
Every hour
I've been reflecting lately. It seems to be a growing season, and it seems like reflecting might be a good way to not repeat past mistakes and to figure out how to improve. I notice a habit. When life seems to be falling apart, when I don't know what else to do, I lean into… Continue reading Every hour
Perspective
I'm hanging out with a just turned 4 year old for the first part of this week. It's "Camp Auntie" because everyone else got to go to camp this week. Her perspective on life is interesting. Today, we were driving down the road. It's a pretty generic road surrounded by businesses on either side, bus… Continue reading Perspective
Why it’s important
I felt compelled today to share a thing, which is why I share what I share. I've had a few people recently give me funny looks or outright question why I openly discuss mental health things, particularly my own. First let me assure you I don't discuss all the things. As always my life is… Continue reading Why it’s important
When good hurts
This has been a rough start to the week. I came off a week of camp worn out and a little bit not feeling the best and was slapped right in my exhausted face by Father's Day. It hasn't been pretty. I tried to muscle through Sunday, but I did a terrible job and left… Continue reading When good hurts
