I survived
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Silent Ache, Spoken Faith
Up at 3 a.m., aching — body, mind, and heart. This isn’t a cry for pity. It’s a surrender. A quiet decision to stop carrying what’s not mine and let Jesus do what only He can. 🍷 “Because what God… Continue reading
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Invisible, Until I’m Not
I’m not comfortable in the spotlight, but I still crave connection. Compliments make me squirm, but parenting heals pieces of me I thought were permanent. This is a story about wounds, daughters, and the invisible work of healing. ✨ Read… Continue reading
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Little Piece of Crap
Sometimes it takes a kid’s blunt honesty to remind us how much we’re all just trying to figure it out. This post isn’t about judgment—it’s about showing up as our real selves, checking in on each other, and creating space… Continue reading
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Still I Float
My bones creak, my head drums, and the world feels too loud. But somewhere deep within, I still find the strength to float. This poem is for the days when you’re carrying it all and still show up anyway. #PoetryCommunity… Continue reading
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The Day in the Pasture
In his eyes, I saw the past — fields of tall grass, old friends, and the freedom of youth. This is a tribute to my Dad, a reflection on the weight he carried, the world he watched change, and the… Continue reading
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Fueled by Faith, Coffee, and a Touch of Chaos
What keeps me going? Faith, coffee, and the unshakable need to not crash and burn—literally. Chronic illness doesn’t take a day off, so neither can I. This post is a raw and real look at how I manage my mental,… Continue reading
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Uncommon Emma- The Knower
She didn’t choose this life. But she was made for it. Emma sees what others miss. Feels what others deny. She’s a knower—divinely gifted and painfully aware. In her quiet world, shadows linger just beneath the surface, and today, one… Continue reading
