Trying to manage everything can quietly wear us down. In this honest reflection, I share how a chaotic morning revealed my struggle with control, pride, and surrender—and how trusting God, even in small moments, opens the door to peace, freedom, and lasting change.
Vulnerable Post Alert: Grief hits you at weird moments, doesn't it? For me, it happened this morning as I stood facing my bathroom mirror. I was mindlessly putting on my makeup and getting ready for the day when the thoughts of what I imagined my life would look like recklessly hit me like a Mack… Continue reading Grieving the Life You Planned
I turn the big 3-6 today (a baby to some...old to others) And I can't believe it. Never in my plans as a high school student, college student, or career woman in my middle 20's did I imagine life would look like it does now. Is my life bad? No. But does it look anything… Continue reading 36 Years Old and Still Barren
I know it was hard. You weren’t sure if it was the nausea you had been having, the sudden bursts of tears you had been shedding, or simply the magic of the season you had been feeling, but you thought this was it. And that this month…this time…THIS test would be different. But as it… Continue reading All I Wanted for Christmas Was Two Pink Lines
Ugh! It's an ugly thought, isn't it? The thought that you might not end this year with a baby growing in your arms, or at the very least in your womb, but still in your heart. And it's not a thought you even want to entertain, am I right? Because if you are anything like… Continue reading What If It’s Not Your Year for a Baby?
