Taking a Stand… and Standing in it In my last blog, I wrote about taking a stand. For someone who is a recovering codependent, that is never easy. It requires intention, courage, and a willingness to be uncomfortable. There are moments when we have to strengthen that part of ourselves and simply say, “enough is... Continue Reading →
When Taking a Stand Feels Like Standing Alone I was doing great yesterday… right up until my phone rang. It wasn’t that kind of call. No tragedy, no emergency. Just unexpected. The kind that quietly shifts the ground beneath your feet without asking permission. A friend called to tell me about a meeting at a... Continue Reading →
Do you ever wake up and wish you could do things differently? Some days hit differently and I am okay with my current limitations. Other days I just want my old self back. Where I could walk without assistance, where I could drive and visit family or friends. Where I could not be completely dependent... Continue Reading →
If you know anything about me one thing is for sure, Grace is not my middle name. It started in 2023 when I had my first fall from losing my balance and breaking my right hip. Then in 2024 my husband and I decided we were going to start 2024 right with a trip to... Continue Reading →
Some of the fires we walk through or get close to weren’t ever made to burn us. We judge each spark by our past experiences. Hindsight is always 20/20, we can see where we made the wrong or right decision. If we allow the fire to purify us from the inside out, we grow. If... Continue Reading →
In my twenties, I got diagnosed with codependency. I thought, “Perfect. Now I’m fixed.” Spoiler: forty years later, still working on it. Apparently, healing doesn’t come with an instruction manual—or a return policy. Fast-forward to today. I’ve got three grown kids. I wanted to leave them a legacy, but codependency? Yeah, not exactly the family... Continue Reading →
Don't Believe The Lie Our minds are very tricky, they retain everything that anyone has said to us or about us. We base our decisions off of other peoples opinions of who they believe we are. One day we wake up filled with anxiety, depression, self loathing, confusion, mistrust, speculation just because we believe the... Continue Reading →
But I Am Still Here I have three adult children, ranging in age from 35 to 44. When they first left home, I remember feeling an overwhelming sadness, wondering when they would visit or even just call. But I quickly discovered that being an empty nester was only temporary. Each of them returned home at... Continue Reading →
Reaching Out and Reflecting: A Journey of Reconnection and Self-Discovery In my last post, I challenged all of you to build community, to reach out to someone, to reconnect, to nurture relationships. And I’m proud to say that I took my own advice. I reached out to an old friend, and to my surprise (and... Continue Reading →
Choosing Community Again Lately, I’ve found myself pulling away from community. Not intentionally—but as a way to protect myself. I’ve told myself that others wouldn’t understand what I’ve been through, that it’s just easier to keep to myself. But deep down, I know that’s not the whole truth. The reality is, life without community isn’t... Continue Reading →
Passage To Finding Me: My Squirrel Moments 