nothing prepares you for losing
but losing prepares you for winning
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Life Without My Thirteen Year Old Son
Before I write…my son hasn’t passed away; he’s moved away.
The past few weeks have been a whirlwind, and I’ll take you through it for two reasons: one…to bring you up to speed, and two…so I’ll remember for one of my books. Continue reading
“Scraped”
in the past week
I’ve been
manipulated
lied to
lied about
ignored
judged
accused
all by people
who “claim”
to love God
all by people
whom I’ve called
friends
A Mother’s Real Day
What if you weren’t brought up with God?
What if your spirit, soul, and body found it’s way through the dark?
What if you were accused of abusing your child, and out of that birthed divorce, all rights to your son taken away: his location, his voice, his heart? Continue reading
“Light Floods Darkness”
abused and deserted
left alone in the dark
finding a way to still breathe
without light
broken home Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 