We pause for a short intermission

I just wanted to pop in and say hi.

If you’ve been following you know I’ve been sharing a bit more raw and exposed stuff from my childhood, you can thank God for that as I invited him into that space and asked him to show where I was still hurting. He is definitely faithful.

Yesterday morning the counseling sessions continued to open Pandora’s box and pull out more nuggets that have been long tucked away. I was bouncing off the walls yesterday afternoon and left the house at 5 PM for a short drive to clear my head.

I ended up driving from Los Angeles to Utah, rolled in there at 2:30 AM this morning, slept in my car for 3.5 hours in 37 degree temps, woke up 6am and asked myself what the heck am I doing and drove straight home.

860 miles round-trip in 22 hours on three hours sleep for no good reason while having a chronic illness that increases fatigue exponentially… not my brightest day.

But I did get some “everyday parables”, and likely another episode on “Can Christians be depressed” series, but not today! I just got home and I need a shower and a 12hr nap.

So for now I just wanted to say and that I’m grateful to be home safe. It may not have been an epic journey but it sure was a big one crammed in a very small window.

Prayers you all are having a blessed day!



Life is hard, and change is inevitable. Sometimes it is welcomed, and other times it is overwhelming. As a child abuse survivor who has struggled with mental illness such as anxiety, PTSD, ADD, OCD, addictions and mountains of self-worth issues, I now find myself resilient, empowered and filled with gratitude most days. But that doesn't come easy or natural. It takes intentionality. It takes faith. It takes patient endurance. It takes incredible amounts of self-awareness, honesty, humility, and courage to make choices that are the polar opposite of how you feel. It takes vision and determination, hope and healing. I'm glad you stopped by my blog, I hope you found something of use as I transparently share my journey with others, the highs and the lows, the wisdom and the blunders, in the hopes that my mess becomes a message of hope, encouragement, and strength for even one person. .
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