“No More Secs!!!” (aka When God Needs Us to Just Listen)

I will never forget the day that I finally snapped at Bella for constantly telling me, “One sec!!!!” as I tried to get her moving towards my plans for the day. She was only about 8…she was being a normal 8 year old…but I needed to get us where we were supposed to be…and sheContinue reading ““No More Secs!!!” (aka When God Needs Us to Just Listen)”

The Imperfection Connection

Alright, you guys. I have to admit something to you. Are you ready? Are you sitting? Maybe hold onto something to steady yourself. Ok…here it goes… I…am not perfect. WHAAAAATTT?!?! Ok. Has everyone’s shock subsided yet? But…really. I’m not perfect. No one is perfect. And the ones I’m closest to are the ones who canContinue reading “The Imperfection Connection”

Like a BOLT of Lightning

I have been pretty much obnoxious about my new puppy this week. Which is borderline hilarious because I’ve really never been a huge dog person…and I had ZERO intention of getting a puppy. But…here we are… See.. what had happened was… I went for a run…didn’t even make it a half mile…when suddenly…I GET ATTACKEDContinue reading “Like a BOLT of Lightning”

Things That I Am nĖķoĖķtĖķ

𝐈’ðŊ𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 ð­ðĄðĒ𝐧ðĪðĒ𝐧𝐠 𝐚 ðĨ𝗞𝐭 ðĨ𝐚𝐭𝐞ðĨðē. ð’ðĄð—žðœðĪ𝐞ðŦ, ðŦðĒð ðĄð­? 𝐈 ð­ðĄðĒ𝐧ðĪ 𝗚𝗞𝐎𝐭 𝗞𝐟 ðŪ𝐎, 𝗚𝐚ðē𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐎ðĐ𝐞𝐜ðĒ𝐚ðĨðĨðē 𝐰𝗞𝗚𝐞𝐧, 𝐟𝗞𝐜ðŪ𝐎 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝗞𝐧 ð°ðĄðšð­ 𝐰𝐞 𝐚ðŦ𝐞𝐧’𝐭. 𝐌𝐚ðē𝐛𝐞 ðē𝗞ðŪ’ðŦ𝐞 ð­ðĄðĒ𝐧ðĪðĒ𝐧𝐠, “𝐍𝗞…𝐈 𝐝𝗞𝐧’𝐭 𝐝𝗞 ð­ðĄðšð­…” 𝐈𝐟 ð­ðĄðšð­’𝐎 𝐭ðŦðŪ𝐞, 𝐈 𝐚ðĐðĐðĨ𝐚ðŪ𝐝 ðē𝗞ðŪ. 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐟ðĒ𝐧ðĒ𝐭𝐞ðĨðē 𝐝𝗞 ðĒ𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝗞𝐞𝐎𝐧’𝐭 𝐜ðĨðĒ𝐜ðĪ ðĒ𝐧 𝗚ðē 𝐛ðŦ𝐚ðĒ𝐧 𝐭𝗞 ð­ðĄðĒ𝐧ðĪ 𝐚𝐛𝗞ðŪ𝐭 ð°ðĄðšð­ 𝐈 𝐀𝐌…𝗞𝐧ðĨðē ð°ðĄðšð­ 𝐈 𝐚𝗚Continue reading “Things That I Am nĖķoĖķtĖķ”

An Honest Mother’s Prayer

Lord,Grant me THE SERENITY…To remember that this teenaged girl used to love me…even when she pushes my buttons…and screams, “WHY DO YOU HATE ME?!?!?!” at the top of her lungs at least once a day…while simultaneously refusing to leave my side long enough to let me pee…THE COURAGE…to enter her room without a hazmat suit…toContinue reading “An Honest Mother’s Prayer”