The how to Guide of life’s Crisis!

Hello fellow children lovers, this next post you’re about to read is probably going to be hard but my goal is really for it to be a PSA, A HOW TO IF YOU WILL! If you love children, your children, someone else’s children please read until the end. It could help save a relationship, a

Stepping Back into the Rhythm

I have been down but defiantly not out. When you are a writer though you can only take a hiatus for so long before you either feel like you are about to explode or you hold in so much on the things you would normally write about that you are overflowing with emotion. I am both,

The Road is bumpy, Real bumpy!!

Whew!!! Its been awhile I know. So much has been happening in my little world and although writing is such a great outlet for me sometimes life is so overwhelming that writing is the last thing that I can do. Sometimes you have to just retreat into your safe place and regroup, that is where

The people spoke, but what did they say?

I am no different than millions of people across America right now trying to understand what happened, where did things go wrong? For as many of us that think things went wrong there are three times as many people that think things went right. Those people think we are stupid, crazy and clueless for not

The Skin We’re In

My husband, My Children,  My Brothers in law, My sisters in law, my nephews, my nieces, aunts, uncles, countless cousins, and many friends. AT ANYTIME ANY ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE LAYING DEAD IN THE STREET COULD BE SOMEONE I LOVE DEARLY AND DEEPLY AND FOR WHAT?? ALL FOR THE SKIN THEY’RE IN We all wear this skin differently

May I fall apart now, Sir?

Life happens sometimes to fast and to often. We get going at a speed often thinking we are comfortable and able to handle all that is coming at us, putting things in their proper places or on their proper shelves and I don’t mean physical things I am talking all the mental. Recently my family

Whose Life Matters!!

We all matter. God decided that. YOU don’t get to determine that. My friends don’t determine that, my children don’t determine that. God sent his only son, Jesus Christ to die on the cross for my sins, for all of our sins, and that is what determined that WE MATTER!!!! The Police should not get to decide

Drowning in a Sea of Pain

   How can I be invisible in a world of billions of people. How can I hurt so bad that tears become a permanent path down my face. I become afraid to share the depths of my pain because of what others might think and I don’t want to lose what is important in my life and the few things that I look forward to,

Reeling with Raynauds

    If you have never had children then the agony I am about to describe when you see your child go through physical pain won’t make sense. There is a fear that hits your brain, hits your soul when one of your children comes against something, that they much less you has no control over. Most mothers