I'm scared. There is a part of me that knows that I have nothing to fear but there is also that part of me that wants you to put me out of my misery (whatever that looks like). I know that fear is not from you, but how else do
About a month ago as i walked down the street I saw this gentleman who was obviously disabled and having a hard time walking down the street himself. As I looked at him a miriad of thoughts came to mind. I thought to myself, "why isn't someone helping him", "How
So...the day is approaching where we show honor to those amazing women that birthed and cared for us. This is one of those days that we hold so dear because there is nothing like a mother. Those women that sacrifice so much of themselves so that we can be well.
So as I head toward this journey of motherhood I realize that there is so much that I want to have prepared prior to my daughter's arrival. I have things to buy, rooms to set up and a lifestyle that needs reworking. Everything is being looked over carfully to assess
In this generation mistrust is the norm. We walk around screaming that loyalty is gone and about how much we take pride in our small circle of trusted friends. I'm not saying that loyalty is not an amazing virtue or that keeping your circle small isn't smart. What I am