I have always wanted some sort of happy clappy testimony. I wish I could have been saved at the age of 7 and that could be the end of it. That seems so much simpler. There seems to be so much less wrestling there. My story has had a lot of ups and downs, figuratively... Continue Reading →
Living Healed
At the beginning of quarantine I fell into a really dark place. I was self medicating, people pleasing, and exhaustively striving. During times of productivity and progress I still have had debilitating symptoms. My mental illness became me. It is what I clung too because it was always there. We had been in survival mode... Continue Reading →
I Am A Drug Addict’s Daughter.
Seeing someone you love battle with addiction is something you can not rationalize or try to wrap your head around. It sucks them in and spits them back out this distorted, twisted, form of who they used to be and yet, it teaches you more about human beings than you ever wished to know. I... Continue Reading →
To All the Moms Out Here Surviving Summer Vacation. I See You.
This summer has been crazy. Let me talk to you about two year olds. They. Don't Care. I have seen this child clock her sister in the head with a coffeepot and throw a fit because she couldn't wear deodorant as lip gloss. Sheđź‘Źdon'tđź‘Źcare. Meanwhile, our eight year old likes to see how quickly she... Continue Reading →
Pushing On
After losing my grandmother to cancer in December we recently recieved news that my grandfather has cancer now too. Coping with her loss while simultaneously coming to terms with his illness has understandably made me a slew of emotions. I find myself pushing on to keep from going under. Whether I wanted to or not... Continue Reading →
Timing is Everything
Being quiet has never been my strong suit. What happens once you discover who you are and you are ready to move on to what you know you were born to do? What do you do when you’re not quite ready? What happens in that inbetween place? The place that is filled with diapers, dishes,... Continue Reading →
#TearfulTuesday
One of the joys of most mental illness' are their predictability. They either hang out constantly or you know when it's coming. 12 years with depression and I typically know when it is about to show up. Sadness from grief on the other hand is something still very new to me. It has has been... Continue Reading →
But Wait…This Hurts
Having a family of my own has forced me to look at what my family situation growing up actually looked like. We are now over 8 years into this whole parenting thing and I am realizing it is all just a case of the blind leading the blind. No matter how much we want to... Continue Reading →
Minnesota Unboxing
My 8 year old is obsessed with watching kids on YouTube review toys. This is a big thing. It is super weird and obnoxious but, it is a big thing. They call these "Toy Unboxings." My daughter has always had a huge love of baby dolls and as a result loves Baby Alive unboxings. If... Continue Reading →
The Trials and Tribulations of a Depressed Christian
I have never been able to do the monkey bars. Ever. I am not sure if my arms are uneven or they are abnormally weak but for whatever reason I just have never been able to conquer the simple playground activity. I get myself into position, take my feet off, ready to swing and grab... Continue Reading →
Taralyn Rowe 