Hope as a Codependent vs Hope as a Christian Hope wears two different faces depending on who is holding it. I know this all to well, with three failed toxic marriages. I hoped that if I did the right thing they would change. I did this with my children as well. If their behavior was... Continue Reading →
This past week, I found myself in an unexpected battle — on that oh-so-familiar platform called Facebook. Remember when Facebook was fun? You could reconnect with old friends, share family photos, play a few silly games, and laugh at your own throwback memories. Those were the good old days. But lately, it feels more like... Continue Reading →
Do You Ever Get So Angry You Want to Cry? I do. And I hate it. Because when I’m angry, the last thing I want to do is cry like a baby—or at least that’s how it feels. But it happened to me this past week, over something so small it sounds ridiculous just to... Continue Reading →
Passage To Finding Me: Living With M.S. 