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Fire
There was a time in my life when I never thought I would ever be happy again. I resigned myself into the belief that because of the choices I had made, that I was now simply living with the consequences of that decision. But now I know that this was a lie.
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A Piece of Me
I have had this blog post on my heart now for a couple of weeks, but I’ve been a bit nervous to share as it will be one of the more controversial and most revealing posts I think I will ever write for this blog. I hope that before you continue reading that you ask
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Loneliness
One of the biggest lessons I learned regarding my self-esteem was learning how to separate my happiness and value from men. Our culture is inundated with media, movies and ads telling us that as women, we will only be complete when we have a man in our lives. Most storylines revolve around the pursuit of
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Goodbye
Eight months after I left my husband, he died in a very tragic accident. Therefore, I never had any closure with him about our relationship. I had to say goodbye in a very different way. I later returned to his grave site to read a letter. I would like to share it with you now.
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The Healing Process
Process, no one likes that word. Even as I lay here writing, I am recovering from my second ankle surgery. Process. Patience. It is not an easy thing to endure. However, if we want to have a better life; if we want to fulfill the dreams and visions we have for our future, then we
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Who Am I?
Shortly after I left my abuser, I went to the grocery store with my mom. At one point in our trip, she said to me “Pick out anything you’d like, my treat.” This sounds like a very simple task, but to someone who has gone through abuse, this can be an overwhelming proposition. I remember
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Love is…
For most of my life, I can remember looking for and wanting the attention of men. Even at a young age, I remember my grandmother telling my mom that I paid too much attention to boys. Looking back on it now, I can see that boys were my “fix”. A little smile, a little attention,
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Isaiah 43
When I left my abuser, there was one passage in the bible that I read over and over again. Isaiah 43. It filled me with hope that even though I was going through this struggle, that I was not alone and that I would not be defeated. I encourage you to read this and try
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Redemption
This photograph represents redemption. The beginning and end to my abuse. It was on this beach that I exchanged vows with my abuser, and it was also on this beach where I returned over 15 years later with my parents to pray and find even more healing from the Lord. A marriage that brought so
Out of the Grave 