We label ourselves and labels are given to us. But then at some point we have to decide whether or not we let our labels stick. What I learned about labels and Jesus is helping me teach my kids about love, tolerance, faith and how they see themselves.
Challenging myself to write everyday for the month of October and give this blogging thing another try.
Writing is vulnerability on paper; which always brings out my inner critic. Meet Vanilla IC, my inner critic.
Good grief comes from finding the humor in the little things of life.
My broken heart at saying goodbye to Grandma Zona.
In 15 minutes, I learned to live the Word instead of just read the Word.
In the middle of writer's muck, I write for clarity only to be left with the one question causing the block.
The beginning of the new year is always a time for hope, but what happens when fear holds you back?
As a new brand new mom, many moons ago, I lay in a sterile hospital holding the most amazing gift. I was simultaneously filled with joy and fear, and they fought with each other. This is amazing! Am I strong enough? I have never known such love! Am I smart enough? Life cannot get more … Continue reading My Christmas Gift
The day after my Intuitive Writing class ends serves up a bit of perspective, hope and gratitude.