A Personal Look at Mental Health, Hope, and Change
Our words matter. Our thought process matters. What we speak over our lives, our loved ones’ lives, the stranger in the checkout line, all of it matters. I’m learning the same goes for the words we pray and the way it correlates to how we see God. For weeks I have been praying for blessing.... Continue Reading →
"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 →
This mess is not even going to have a pretty graphic. I am tired so y'all don't get pretty flowers or mountains because...I am tired. If The past few days with the exception of today have been great. I know some of y'all hate me right now and for the record after the past days... Continue Reading →
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 →
Today marks one year since my grandmother passed away. Over the course of this year I have believed a lie. When my grandmother passed away I believed a part of me passed away with her. Last Christmas I felt like I had just woken up out of a bad dream that I would never wake... Continue Reading →
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 →
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. She👏don't👏care. Meanwhile, our eight year old likes to see how quickly she... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
Taralyn Rowe 