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Beauty in the Broken

I had the opportunity to have a couple of days off, which were amazing. I spent yesterday with my nieces, which was fabulous. It’s been a long time since we were able to just spend time without it being a socially distant activity. There’s something amazing about an almost 5 year old snuggling in on… Continue reading Beauty in the Broken

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I’m important too

I still go to therapy. If you're surprised by this, you must be new here, so welcome. But yes, I go to therapy. What I used to be so ardently against, for myself, I now have come to look forward too. It's like a mental health accountability partner. And I need all the accountability partners… Continue reading I’m important too

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Fighting for joy

I heard the phrase "fight for joy" recently and it struck me how ironic and yet how true the phrase is. Sometimes it's a literal fight, a struggle, a war to just find joy. I feel like that phrase sums up where I'm at right now. In a season supposed to be filled with joy… Continue reading Fighting for joy

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When a helper isn’t helping

I was having a conversation today with someone and we were talking about volunteering of sorts and I almost lamented that I felt like I didn't do hardly anything anymore. We were talking about the things that I used to do. I used to help with things during the week at the church, like helping… Continue reading When a helper isn’t helping

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Grace at the right time

It's funny. I've said a lot of times that my people found me at exactly the right time, when I needed them the most and when I couldn't say no. And in that God found me too, or rather I stopped treating Him as someone I occasionally run into and developed a real, deep relationship… Continue reading Grace at the right time

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Hope in the broken parts

Well it's been a minute...or several weeks. To be honest, they've been trying weeks and existing was enough work. I got sick, had to take steroids (anxiety brain on steroids is bad), and then just had a very challenge week after that (as did everyone around me). But here I am today, not really sure… Continue reading Hope in the broken parts

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We don’t have to be ashamed

So I was thinking about shame. I know. I know. It's a weird topic to think about. But really this is how it started. I was thinking about why we don't talk about things that we struggle with. I mean really. If you break your arm, you have to talk about it because it poses… Continue reading We don’t have to be ashamed

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Paying attention

That's kind of a funny title for a blog post about anxiety. I realize that. I'm aware. But it seems like a good one today. Oh, ya...sorry did I not mention...I guess I'm writing about that again today. I mean by now you shouldn't be surprised. If you are, you should know I fully believe… Continue reading Paying attention

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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