I messed up my perfect streak. I missed writing my blog post in November. It totally slipped my mind. You might not realize this, but I try to write you a blog every month of the year, and for the
I’m embarrassed to share this, but I sometimes have questions. Faith questions. The big world overwhelms me, and I melt under the noise of thousands upon thousands who seem to not even notice their creator. The masses move with certainty,
Sometimes I wonder if I’m invisible. I know I’m not, but sometimes it seems like other people don’t even notice I’m here. Like when I’m walking down the street, and they come straight at me. My husband says I need
Where did I get the idea life shouldn’t be so hard? Am I the only one surprised by how “not easy” the pathway is? This isn’t meant to be a poor-me-life’s-so-hard kind of post. It’s just that I often walk
My world had shifted from clear and crisp to blurry and blended, and I hadn’t bothered to make it better Or I hadn’t until a few weeks ago when I finally visited the optometrist. According to the doctor, I barely
I wanted St. Peter’s to go all the way. Of course, I’d never heard of the school before March Madness began. I caught their unexpected victory over Kentucky and couldn’t help but pull for the little commuter school in Jersey
Life keeps chipping away at my hope. This past week, I rushed forward when I should have hit pause. Someone requested an online job interview, and I jumped on it despite the feeling of something not being right. After the
There seem to be two groups of people right now: the ones who are totally freaking out over the coronavirus covid 19 and those who are shouting at the top of their lungs about how the flu is far worse.
2019 found me broken, crying in front of strangers, losing my temper with the plumber, and being told not to hear the test results alone. Ironically, my word for 2019 was GIFT. To Be Better and Stronger I chose that
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