Oh How I Remember That Phrase Our minds never seem to clock out. Thoughts stream through all day long. Some inspire us. Others criticize us, predict disaster, or replay conversations we'd rather forget. The surprising part is that not every thought deserves to be believed. For years, I treated every thought as if it were... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, being lost usually involved a wrong turn, a paper map, and a sense of adventure not knowing where I was going but enjoying the journey anyways. These days, being lost looks different. You can be sitting in your favorite chair, drinking coffee, and still feel completely lost. For me, feeling lost... Continue Reading →
MS and Depression: The Part I Don’t Always Say Out Loud I can handle a lot. I’ve had to. MS doesn’t really give you a choice. You adjust. You adapt. You learn how to live in a body that doesn’t always do what you ask it to do. Some days I’m proud of how I... Continue Reading →
There’s something almost comical about being told to “get off the dance floor” when you didn’t even remember stepping onto it. One minute you’re minding your own business, the next you’re mid-twirl in a drama you never auditioned for. I have a friend who says this to me often. “Get off the dance floor.” At... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
Passage To Finding Me: Living With M.S. 