Happy April!! I wanted to focus this month’s blog post on the healing journey, and to say that The healing journey is hard! It sucks. I am not going to lie. When we choose to love ourselves, when we realize
I know what you’re thinking. I made a mistake. A big one. Wait…those are my thoughts. Damn. But seriously what am I doing in Arizona? I mean, I knew I likedDoofy. I felt the feeling of being in love, but did
So, my story took a turn. Did you see it coming? I know I didn’t. Now, what’s next? We lived happily ever after, right? Mmm…not yet. The growth and hard work were just beginning. It was as if the universe
Wow…am I really here? Did I make it this far? Someone pinch me. As I type this from the safety of my bedroom, the sound of Jason Mraz “I won’t give up” fills the air, and the smell of scented
What is purpose? Why do I keep talking about purpose? Why is that such a buzz word lately? I feel like “purpose” has really gained exposure during the current Covid-19 pandemic. The pandemic forced us to sit. It took away our jobs.
So here we are…part three. It gets better right? Nope, not yet. “Mike” was the tremor before the earthquake. But, please, don’t feel sorry for me. I know I don’t. I am NOT a victim. I REFUSE to call myself
Where do I even begin to tell you part two of my purpose? As I sit here ready to share one of the darkest times in my teenage life, I wish I could tell that I learned my lesson. I
God…my heart is pounding. My hands feel cold and clammy as my fingers touch the keyboard. I can hear the train outside. Physically, I am safely in my office with all of the accolades on my wall. Accolades that prove