I Can’t Breathe

I will never know the weight of a police officer obstructing my airway. I will never know the weight of my people being opressed for hundreds of years because I am a privileged white girl with nothing but a heart in my chest. The weight I do know is what lies ahead. The weight I... Continue Reading →

An Open Letter to My Girls

"Go to bed," I say counting down the hours, minutes, the steady seconds until my mind is my own once again. No sticky fingers prying their way into my thoughts, eliciting every emotion, no tears caused by my seemingly continuous stream of "no." Just me, wrapped in reflection at the end of a long and... Continue Reading →

Monday Encouragement: Renewing Your Mind

Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes. Put on your new nature, created to be like God—truly righteous and holy.Ephesians 4:23‭-‬24 NLT During this time of social distancing I find my focus to be much more centered on my immediate "sphere of influence." My home. I look at my children playing, squealing, learning,... Continue Reading →

Breathe

Yesterday the governor gave news that schools would be closed for the remainder of the school year. In these unsure times where everything seems isolated and the fear of the unknown can be overwhelming we have to find the invitation in it all. The invitation to rely on God like never before. We were promised... Continue Reading →

Before and After

I really wish there was a way to really "get" something without having to live through it. Major weight loss was one of those things. I wish someone could have said, "You will be the same person regardless of what the scale says" and I really wish I could have believed it. All in all... Continue Reading →

New Year New Vision

New Year's Eve morning at the sunshiney hour that is 5 am, our oldest flew into our our room screaming, "EMILY'S THROWING UP!!!" Two hours later my husband with bronchitis passed a kidney stone to really start the New Year out right. 🎉🥴 When one of the kids gets sick I automatically turn into some... Continue Reading →

Unconventional God

My guilty pleasure is pop punk from the early 2000s. Even though I am no longer mad at my father, wear less eyeliner, and blare Kidz Bop 99% of the time, I still find myself bored with conformity. I come from a very unconventional family. My parents are deadheads that still follow the Grateful Dead... Continue Reading →

Walking and Talking

A big goal of mine has been to get back into running. I am not great at it. I run a 16 minute mile on a good day, but it makes me feel good, so I do it anyways. Before I decided to give medication another shot I was constantly drained by the anxiety and... Continue Reading →

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