Next in Line: Cutting in front of people at the grocery store

Last night, I stayed up till midnight to celebrate my sobriety date, and here it is, almost midnight again, and I’m barely writing about it.

Every year, I seem to write about how I never think about drinking, but this year’s been different because of the last few months.

Lately, I don’t really write about how I’m feeling because, one, I’m married, and, two, I haven’t felt very positive, but to give you a little insight, here was my day, yesterday (the 23rd). Continue reading

Empty Stands

Well, I wasn’t going to write today because writing makes me tired, and I have a lot of flags to sew, so I decided to write a quick poem about what was going on in my heart, and as I read it, I began to weep.

I love it when my own poetry touches my heart.

As I was crying, I couldn’t get rid of what I wanted to write about, couldn’t push it to the side. I’d woken up with it, and evidently, the only way it’ll go away is through my fingers, so through these tears, I’ll give you my heart. Continue reading

Coffee Anyone?

Okay, I have an amazing story to tell you about a person becoming freed from strongholds in the middle of Starbucks. I won’t tell you when this happened or who it happened with because they want to remain anonymous, but I asked if I could share it “generally” because it’s so powerful, and who DOESN’T want a powerful testimony, so here we go! Continue reading

“Hope”

I never thought
anyone would want to read
what I had to say

I never thought
anyone would look at me
and see purity

I never thought
I’d look in the mirror
and like what I see

I never thought
I’d dance with flags
in front of a church

I never thought
I’d be able to sleep
without a drink

I never thought
I’d want my kids
to grow up like me

I never thought
I’d wait till my wedding day
to be kissed

I never thought
I’d ever start
my own business

I never thought
anyone would want to read
what I had to say

but Jesus knew it all