Sunday,, my daughter got baptized. Not because she was told to. Not because she hit the “age of accountability.” And certainly not because it checked a religious box. She got baptized because she knows her Savior — and she’s known Him for years. I need to say something, especially for those who’ve followed our story:… Continue reading She Didn’t Find Jesus in Church – He Found Her in the Silence
The Kings Heart
Proverbs 21:1 The king’s heart is in the hand of the Lord, like the rivers of water; He turns it wherever He wishes. There are moments in my life lately when it feels like everything is spiraling beyond my grasp. People in power—judges, doctors, caseworkers, exes—seem to make decisions that crush my soul and steal… Continue reading The Kings Heart
A Letter to My Abuser and His Handler
You Didn’t Break Me — You Helped Rebuild Me You always told me it was about family.About doing what’s right.But really, it was always about you. To my ex —You didn’t just watch.You helped them. You handed me to the wolves.And you stood there while they tore me apart. You weren’t a husband.You were a… Continue reading A Letter to My Abuser and His Handler
Paperwork Ping-Pong
I’m tired of forms that promise help and deliver silence. Of making the same calls to the same numbers, leaving voicemails with my voice cracking from exhaustion, begging someone — anyone — to just do something. I’m tired of repeating my child’s trauma like it’s a punchline to a joke nobody finds funny. Tired of… Continue reading Paperwork Ping-Pong
Rage-Unleashed
Let Me Burn for a Minute Don’t you dare tell me to calm down.Don’t tell me to breathe, or pray harder, or wait my turn.Because I’m DONE. I am so tired of being the one holding it all together while everyone else gets to fall apart or walk away. You think I’m strong?No. I’m angry.… Continue reading Rage-Unleashed
From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later
One year ago, my youngest son was still in survival mode.Haunted by trauma. Shaped by silence. Wounds too deep for words. He didn’t trust easily. He struggled to connect. He had every reason to shut down. But he didn’t. In just one year…He’s risen. He’s excelling in advanced education classes. He’s made real friends. He’s… Continue reading From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later
The Queen Of Control
You always hear about the abusers who raise their fists. The ones who leave bruises or scream in your face. But no one warns you about the ones who smile. The ones who speak softly — and still gut your soul. My ex-husband’s mother wasn’t just controlling. She was the control. She never raised her… Continue reading The Queen Of Control
I stopped trying to be unbreakable, and started being honest instead
There was a time I thought strength meant silence — that surviving meant never letting the cracks show. I wore my pain like armor, thinking if I could just hold it all in, I could hold everything together.But the truth is… I was shattering inside. Quietly. Daily.People said, “You’re so strong,” and I nodded. Smiled.… Continue reading I stopped trying to be unbreakable, and started being honest instead
Bleeding for Two
There’s a silence in my bones tonight —the kind that doesn’t sleep.It paces between rooms and cries without sound.My heart…is torn and bleeding for two. For my daughter —There’s a cycle trying to rise again,but it ends here.I am standing in the doorway,and I will not move.I see her.I hear her.And I will never look… Continue reading Bleeding for Two
When Everything Feels Too Much (But You Keep Going Anyway)
There are no perfect words for what this past 3 stretch of time has looked like. I’ve been quiet on here — not because I’ve had nothing to say, but because everything has been too loud to write through. CPS officially closed our case. Not because the fight is over, but because they deemed me… Continue reading When Everything Feels Too Much (But You Keep Going Anyway)
Letters From the Edge 