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And brought me flowers too! It’s been one year. 365 days. A full trip around the sun. 8,760 hours ago, I took Jer to the emergency room. Terrified, I checked him in and walked out without him. I didn’t know what would happen next. You know those instances where your life flashed before your eyes, yeah sitting in the parking lot I had one of those. We had just celebrated our 14th wedding anniversary that July and by the end of the month, the whole house had the bug that shall

Away from reality. Hurt. Anger. Disappointment. Crushing heartache. In the last three days, I’ve felt all of these emotions and so many more. Parenting is indeed the the hardest thing a person will do. It hurts my momma heart that my teenager so callously disregards rules put in place for his safety. That he cares so little for our thoughts and feelings he’s willing to face whatever consequences to simply do what he chooses; regardless of whether it’s right or wrong. And poin

Moments like this!! If I had one word to describe the last eight days, it would be whirlwind! Between basketball games and tournaments, online conferences, zoom meetings, and all of the normal housework, my hours were eaten up quickly. Toss in a weekend away to celebrate my sweet granddaughter and finally spill the beans that a grandson is on the way, and yeah, I’m still trying to catch my breath. If every week we’re like that one, I’d toss my hands in the air and walk away.

Dropout you’re not cut out to lead the group! Ha! I’m a music junkie and I can’t help changing lyrics to fit my mood sometimes! I recently began a wonderful devotional, written by two new friends, called An Abundant Place. I was reluctant to join the launch team and commit to actually doing the devotion. You see, as full of the love of Christ as I am, I absolutely stink at starting and completing devotional studies. Crazy right? Being a book nerd and a writer, you’d think it’

Last year wasn’t too bad! Now, I can only speak for myself when I say 2021 wasn’t terrible. It wasn’t a walk in the park, but it wasn’t 2020. Am I right or am I right?! Last year I helped organize and execute an amazing three day spiritual conference that touched lives. I sang so hard I split the seam in my jeans and lost my voice which was amazing! I met wonderfully amazing people who touched so many lives in those three days. Singing worship all day long Last year I celebra

And he can’t help himself! I love my hubby to no end. We fought through seven rough years and have grown steadily the last seven. Fourteen years it’s been and my love for him grows. With that said, he needs to go back to work!! He has been home since the last Friday of July. First sinuses. Then major back pain. And we will never forget his eight day stint in the hospital from Covid pneumonia. Every day he gets stronger but I still see his struggle. He gets winded if we walk t

And came up wanting…. With the hubby at home on the mend from his double pneumonia, my time is not my own. My carefully crafted back-to-school schedule, complete with cleaning schedules, writing goals, and business ideas has flown the coup. Now, in place of precisely scheduled work times, I find myself working around fixing meals, walk therapy, and field trips to beat back the stir crazy. My zoom meetings involve keeping one eye on the screen and one eye purposefully trained

And it wasn’t even my homework!!! This afternoon the six worst words in middle school parenthood were uttered…. “I need help with my homework.” Not just any homework, but math homework. In my mind I’m sobbing, wishing it were english or even science. Alas, it was math. Luckily, my quick thinking mom brain looked and hatched a brilliant plan. Dad can do it!! Now, let’s be real, I’m no slouch. I can do middle school math. However, my middle schooler and I cannot do math togethe

And then cried in the parking lot. Sounds weird, doesn’t it? Who in their right mind cries because they bought milk? I mean they always say “don’t cry over spilled milk”, but crying over buying it may be okay…. My husband usually buys the milk. At least twice a week, I send him “stop and pick up milk” text before he leaves work. And, like the awesome hubby he is, he stops, picks up milk, and is the hero because the middle schooler might die without milk in the morning. On th

Soooooooo…. A while ago I did a thing and now it’s out in the world! I had the pleasure of writing for Gritty Faith magazine and now it is available. They were awesome enough to offer a link to download it free and I wanted to share it with everyone. My piece is very open and honest, but still such a small piece of me. It still makes me nervous to share pieces of me with the world but when you’re called to do it, we’ll ya do it! Enjoy! Click below to enjoy your free digital d

And, I couldn’t be prouder! Today my mini me stepped out of her box. Well more like did a flying jump kick with a half twist out of the box. It was her first time on the big church stage with a mic in her hand. My girl is adventurous. She has very little sense when it comes to self preservation. She’ll try anything fun at least once. I mean this kid used to flip off the furniture like she was a US gymnast in the Olympics for fun! She’s a little crazy. But, she does shy away f

It’s getting hot in here! I had the incredible pleasure of coordinating an amazing three day event at my church last week. I walked away full, fulfilled, and exhausted! It was worth the thought-train derailments and loss of sleep when all was said and done. I was in my zone, taking care of people in my happy place; my church. On top of ensuring an open atmosphere for receiving the Word, I also helped usher in the spirit of worship. Music speaks to my soul. Worship music speak