So after seeing the many beautiful women at my work conference wearing their high heels (as I wore my flats) made me realize I wanted to start wearing them again. When I was younger, my …
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Heels please!
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I’m off for the week just because…
The beginning of this week, I was fortunate enough to visit Denver for work and had the opportunity to meet a lot of amazing people and make some exciting connections. What amused me was planning …
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When we put a Period on our life.
Earlier this week I thought about an old friends dad who had committed suicide after his tour in Iraq. I was so young but I still remember his excitement in his wife being pregnant and …
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I don’t know anymore…
I spent the last year in a half killing myself trying to earn my master’s degree in Human Resources. I gave up a year worth of free time with my kids, summer vacations, sleep-filled …
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Keep your Compliments
Found this from Tatiana Jerome who I follow on facebook. This is so true. Be careful with other people’s compliments. Compliments feel good when directed to you yes, but compliments are really a reflection …
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It Hurt but it Healed.
God will not use anyone greatly who hasn’t first been wounded deeply!#ItWasNecessary – Jeremy Gibson When I came across this statement this morning it really touched my heart deeply. If we could take a …
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Write.
After returning from NC for my uncles funeral and seeing my aunts and uncles, I was reminded again how important it is to record memories and keep a journal. It’s a tradition for them that …
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Letter to my 3-year-old boy
My son’s so young, and tiny And I cuddle up,hug and love on him now while he’s still small enough to fit in my arms. Still small enough to be under the radar, small …
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Girl to Woman
I remember the day like yesterday when he slowly laid his head against my bosom and said my heartbeat sounded like the dancing feet of a hundred African men parading around their village. He …
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When the rain appears unexpected.
Sometimes I feel like I could just cry. But I know the rivers and the streams I’ll create will harbor no shade or relief from the pain, only remorse for things I claimed to have …
