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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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You’re brave, beautiful and handpicked

So today I'm trying to spend downtime. While I'm sitting in front of the TV, it isn't on. I'm in two different Bible study groups (well 3 really) and I'm using the time to prepare for the next week. But I'm also trying to rest well. Monday I got the ok from cardiology to attempt… Continue reading You’re brave, beautiful and handpicked

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The Sweet Spot

Life is good. It seems weird to come here to say that after everything we've walked through the last 6 months. However, as I sit here tonight, I can tell you, honestly, life is good. It's a little ironic though because am I where I thought I would be at this point in my life?… Continue reading The Sweet Spot

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Inventing storms

Tonight I was listening to a way previous episode of a podcast I started listening to recently. It's called "The Next Right Thing" by Emily P Freeman. I was also doodling on Christmas ornaments at the time. Something caught my attention, so much so that I rewound to get the words just right. How many… Continue reading Inventing storms