First day of junior high together for The Littles… and I am struggglllleING today. Last night we had a great family time before bed. We sat the girls down and talked about the new adventures of school they are heading into, the logistics of mornings and evenings, homework and chores, activities and priorities; and we… Continue reading A lot of letting go…
So here’s the deal… there are all these different characters or roles in every foster care situation. There are DHS workers, and court officials. Foster parents, foster siblings. There’s a judge. There’s always the victim. There’s always an offender or perpetrator. Unfortunately, there’s usually one or more characters in denial playing the role of bystanders. And… Continue reading Miss J’s terrible, no good, very bad day.
First of all, look. at. my CHILD please!! O my worrrrrd what a moment. We will forever remember the first time she finally beheld the ocean… in 2010. A picture is definitely worth a thousand words and that one speaks the world to my grateful heart. God is good. That was our big dream trip,… Continue reading 2010FTW!!!!
Have you ever felt that way? Have you ever experienced so much until your worn thin and you figure surely God will give you a break for a while; that after a season of a wide load of suffering and processing and healing… and learning from all the suffering and processing and healing, that the… Continue reading God just keeps wrecking me
(( Before you get started… please take a moment to start at My Cancer Story, Part 1: Hope … quite a road through Hope and Hell took place before reaching the end… I think you’ll find it’s worth knowing the beginning )) The word faith sounds lofty, and beautiful. Unfortunately, it’s used so much in… Continue reading My Cancer Story, Part 5: Healing! 🙂
Chemotherapy is like this: Drink a gallon of bleach, followed by a gallon of ammonia and have a seat. You won’t have to sit long before your body responds. Simply put, it sucks. My first trip to the cancer unit immediately threw me out of hysterectomy-depression mode into chemo-shock mode. I walked in to a… Continue reading My Cancer Story Part 4: Hell.
Death beds can be a rudely desperate place. It’s almost impossible to explain. Disappointment consumes your thoughts… your body, heart, and mind all become very, very still. Time stretches long from minutes to hours to days; your mind that used to race like crazy becomes vacant and quiet… plans stop altogether, and all the colors… Continue reading My Cancer Story Part 3: FAITH
My Papa is like Jesus’ cousin. Pretty sure. They’re just that close. Of all the visitors that came to hospital, even leaving their own Christmas Day gatherings to come and console my family, he was the most memorable. Well, he and my sister Stephanie. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and her crying was… Continue reading My Cancer Story, Part 2: Hope
December 23rd of 1997 I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was 23 years old. This is my story. After already experiencing a long, painful, and sleepless night, I was almost too sleepy to grow weary of yet again laying in a cold room, on a stiff slab of a bed, covered with thin, scratchy… Continue reading My Cancer Story, Part 1
Wakey WakeyFriends!! Soooo, just a quick thought for this morning… Reading Philippians this morning reminded me of some great things… one thought led to another and then to these — 2 CRITICALS that won me over yeeears ago… & keep me daily still: … LOVE & PEACE … LOVE: Because uncondional love~ the generous kind… Continue reading Love & Peace, The Criticals