Purpose

Can I Be My Own Hero?

It’s ten-thirty on a Wednesday morning. All is quiet in the house. The twins are taking a nap. I am having a late morning cup of caffeinated black tea. I hear the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen and the furnance just went off. I’m wearing my husband’s house slippers because I don’t feelContinue reading “Can I Be My Own Hero?”

Discovering

This month, this month of January, I’ve been thinking a lot about how we make time for things that matter to us. For example, my mom takes a nap every day and she specifically makes time in her daily schedule to take at least one nap (Sometimes it’s two or three). Taking a nap everyContinue reading “Discovering”

New Project

I’ve started a new project. (I can see my husband rolling his eyes at this statement. Hardly a week goes by when I don’t ‘start a new project’). This project, though, is a for-real-I-have-a-goal-and-a-purpose project. It’s book project to be specific. You’ve all heard me moan and groan for the last four years that IContinue reading “New Project”

Suspension

Sometimes I feel like I am in a place of…suspension. Like, suspending in mid-air (Not ‘suspense’ as in a mystery novel). Suspension, especially when it comes to work. The days when nothing is urgent, or is pressing or crucial. The days when I could do this or could do that, but if I didn’t doContinue reading “Suspension”

The Question

Often, in life, one of the main questions we hear, and are asked, starting when we are children and especially when we are teens and going into college, is, ‘What do you want to do with your life?’ We hear this question over and over and over again. It comes from outside sources: well-meaning parents,Continue reading “The Question”

Making Soap

You all know that I enjoy writing in a journal. My journal is mostly stream-of-conscious writing, whatever I feel like I need to emotionally process, or want to record, write down, or want to remember something significant for the future. In short, it’s whatever the heck I feel like writing. Sometimes I look back onContinue reading “Making Soap”

P. S.

I felt like my last post was kind of another mash-up of random thoughts that I’m just stringing together about healing and God and temporary stuff, in the context of It’s Worth It. I feel like I’m trying to find the words that express how I feel inside which comes out in a conglomeration ofContinue reading “P. S.”

Where You’re Going

Last summer at work we were busy with shipments coming in. It seemed like not a month went buy when we weren’t receiving pallets and pallets of new clothing to sell. Having been at my job for a while and knowing the ropes of how things worked, the SKUs of the products, how our overstockContinue reading “Where You’re Going”

To My Friends

It’s about life. You see the pain of your past; the not understanding of why you were raised the way you were, the feelings that struggled inside of you then, the wondering why your parents were strict, or not strict, why they liked what they did, why they didn’t like what you did. Maybe youContinue reading “To My Friends”

Not Wasted

‘You write for free and it should feel like a waste, except that it doesn’t and you don’t have an answer for it…it should be silly, except somehow to you, it isn’t.’ – Emily P. Freeman, ‘A Million Little Ways’ (Emphasis added) ‘You write for free…’ ‘And it should feel like a waste…’ ‘Except thatContinue reading “Not Wasted”