Author’s Note: I’ve written about faith that burns like fire. I’ve written truths that felt like prophecy in my bones. But on this day? My faith didn’t feel poetic. It felt tired. Heavy. Like trying to hold a conversation with God through a mouthful of water. This post isn’t me preaching. It’s me gasping. And… Continue reading God, I’m Drowning In Real Life – What Do You Mean “Come To Me”?
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The Gift Beyond The Grave
Before the dawn, before the stone was rolled, Love wrote a story the prophets foretold. Not with ink, but with crimson red, He bore the cross, where great mercy bled. The King of Heaven, clothed in grace, Chose the thorns, took my place. Each lash, each nail, each cry in pain— A ransom paid, our… Continue reading The Gift Beyond The Grave
5 YEARS CLEAN!!!!!! A War Story With No Hero, Just a Mother Who Refused to Die
I don’t talk about this part of my story much. Maybe because the scars still burn. Maybe because it was so dark, I didn’t think I’d make it back to the light. Maybe because I still remember what it felt like to want to die more than I wanted to breathe— Not because I didn’t… Continue reading 5 YEARS CLEAN!!!!!! A War Story With No Hero, Just a Mother Who Refused to Die
She Didn’t Find Jesus in Church – He Found Her in the Silence
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
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
To the parents of a neurodivergent child
I see you. I see you in the supermarket, eyes darting, shoulders tight, praying for a smooth trip but bracing for the stares, the whispers, the judgment. I see you in parking lots, crouching beside your child, gently coaxing them out of the car while strangers impatiently walk past, not knowing that transitions can feel… Continue reading To the parents of a neurodivergent child
The Aftershock
Everyone thinks the fight ends when the judge signs the order.But no one talks about what comes next. No one talks about the night they walk into your home for the first time permanently — not with relief, but confusion.Not with celebration — but with trauma. People say, “At least they’re safe now.”But safe doesn’t… Continue reading The Aftershock
When The Truth Finally Breaks Through
There’s a moment in every war where something cracks.A wall falls. A voice rises. And everything changes. For months — no, years — I was dismissed.I was the “vindictive mom.” The “unstable one.”The woman trying to ruin a man’s reputation, they said. But what I really was… was a mother holding on by her fingernails… Continue reading When The Truth Finally Breaks Through
The Trial That Shouldn’t Exist
In just a few months, on July 17th and 18th, I will walk into a courtroom knowing that my entire world is on the line. I am the full-time caregiver to six children who have experienced trauma, abuse, and loss, and this trial will determine whether they remain in the safe home we’ve built together—or… Continue reading The Trial That Shouldn’t Exist
Letters From the Edge 