Category: community
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The Day We Picked Up Mom’s Ashes
The hotel we were staying in had a little breakfast buffet. I was too anxious to eat much, but I tried. A couple with their infant came in to eat and they were sitting quite close to us. We started to make small talk. I asked them what they were doing in this area. The Read more
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Shield Bearers
Psalm 33:20 ESV [20] Our soul waits for the Lord; he is our help and our shield. This world was created to be a beautiful, peaceful place basking in God’s glory. But humanity was deceived and sin entered in(read Genesis). What was meant for good, was now destined for the selfishness of men rather than Read more
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Back and forth
The news of my mom’s death rocked our world. I was sitting in my therapist’s office when I found out. This came after weeks of her sending these messages saying she was going to be with Jesus. Many of her letters she had sent in the past couple of years had said such things as Read more
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Psychological Warfare
The day the boxes arrived started out as any other day, really. We had done some school work and chores. We were about to eat lunch when my sister called me. She had received a box in the mail from my mom. My mom had sent my sister several of her personal things that she Read more
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Funerals
Life with my Mom was not exactly easy. In fact, to describe her is too complicated for me to untangle. Her funeral was, well, in essence the same as a funeral we attended for a friend’s step dad. Both funerals were for Christians. Both were at a church. Both were filled with grief and sorrow Read more
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Our house was sinking. . .
We patched a couple foundation issues. We fixed the flooding problems. Yet, these were problems that just scratched the surface of what would eventually have us afraid to live in our own home. In the fall of 2023, our friend delivered the blow as nicely as possible. “Your house is sinking and it will cost Read more
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The Fog
Fresh grief makes everything foggy or darkened. You have your life before you, and you know what is happening, but everything just seems foggier or darker. Honestly, sometimes even “fresh” is a very relative word. In my case, I mean “recent.” On November 12, 2025, my mother committed suicide. Gosh, where do you even go Read more
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Garlic Cinnamon Rolls
Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail. My family has this breakfast tradition of making mini cinnamon rolls out of a can of croissant rolls. We open the container, roll out the dough, and instead of making it into a bunch of croissants, we slather butter on them. Then we take a cinnamon Read more
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When God asks you to practice your lessons. . .
What is crazy to me is how often God “teaches’ me something and then allows me to put it into practice. Ha. Allows. More like hits me with a wrecking ball and says, “Try it now!” Oof. Today was one of those days Read more
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The Bird’s Reminder
Of course, when one is stressed and worried about life, even relaxing is hard. This particular day, I had been stewing, er uh… relaxing for so long that a little bird landed on my hammock stand without any fear of me. Read more