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
Tag: intentional living
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
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
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
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
Safety in the journey
"You have things you need to work on, too." This was said to be in the midst of a discussion about something I felt hurt by. First, let me state that I am proud of myself for having the discussion and staying in it until the resolution. Because you see I don't normally do that… Continue reading Safety in the journey
To live in the present
First, let me take a minute to acknowledge that I took last week off from writing. I even got a few questions about it. For some reason, last week was just a week to exist and not contemplate much of anything. It definitely had its rough moments. I'm still learning to navigate this place I… Continue reading To live in the present
