I am a wife, a mom, and a friend. I have a disabled child, she is the middle of five offspring. I have a child who is mentally ill. Pursuing a diagnosis.
I am learning to live with an autoimmune disorder and heart problems. They have completely changed me, in mostly good ways.
I have a prodigal son who left home ten years ago. I miss him every day. He’s twenty-six.
I grew up in a scary family. Satanic Ritual Abuse. Basically, it is Like a Viet Cong POW camp complete with torture and gross body stuff….but for little kids. (Sorry if I just triggered you. Jesus. You know. please help my friend.) …………I have flashbacks. I am learning to fight 💪.
I enjoy dealing with lifeas it is, not as it should be.
I have been through a lot of hard things, and I want to encourage other soldiers, and share hope and truth and joy in my world.
I love Jesus. He is the reason my life doesn’t suck. I am crazy happy, actually. Well, mostly. 😉
Woke up hurting over our prodigal. Early morning waking. Normal part of rethinking a trauma. 🌻 Super fun. 😬 frozen smile This verse instructs me. There’s things that are yucky. Nothing I do will change that. 💔 But I can controlhow I think about them.
I want You Jesus. I love You. You are what’s right in my crazy, mixed up 🌎.