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Dear Dad 2019

Dear Dad, Another year has passed, can you believe it? I swear it was only a few months ago when I last wrote you. Happy Birthday, Daddy. I’ll be honest, this year feels different. I mean, every year feels different.... Continue Reading →

For The Love of Closure

The saying I think is often over used. When God closes a door He opens a window. This saying has always been one that I hold to my heart when I've longed for something that wasn't in God's plan. Examples... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Falling

For the Love of Falling - Stand seven times and get back up eight.

For The Love of Prayer

February 2019 has probably been the most fragile February I've had since 2014. February has brought me to my knees in prayer in hopes that God would keep my heart open and that I would be comforted and given peace.... Continue Reading →

The Price of Vulnerability

I've been going through something the last week. And if you know me well enough you know I can talk about anything except the very things I need to talk about. I mean, don't get me wrong, I've gotten better... Continue Reading →

Chaos Theory

It's been five years and not a single day will go by with the realization that my dad isn't a phone call away. But, as the death of his anniversary is remembered I've come to understand something else: this chaos... Continue Reading →

One More Year 2019

Dear Pearl, Today you embark on a new year, a new chapter, a new start. Today will become a stepping stone of what you've already accomplished in the last two. But, before I begin to motivate you into not giving... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Becoming

Thirty-two days into the new year and I have come to realize that beingspontaneous may not be a bad thing. Just because you plan everything outdoesn't mean it'll come to pass. Take the first thirty-one days of 2019. Most of... Continue Reading →

Faith Building

It's been a hot minute since I've written but I've been feeling a stirring that I'm hoping I can get off my chest. I'm an introvert. As an introvert when I begin to get discouraged or life seems to be... Continue Reading →

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