So this is the part of my life where God enters. Scratch that. This is the part of my life where I pay attention to God. In an act of desperate honesty I am going to write something embarrassingly truth-filled: I only seek God when I think I need God. My lackluster personal motto could
I could be part of the problem. One of my all time favorite quotes is by Maya Angelou: “If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude.” I subscribe to that ideal but lately, not so much. I’ve been consumed by cynicism (sarcasm’s evil twin). In a meeting today
My parents used to remind me to use my inside voice when I would yell or talk too loud in the house. I think this is a common phrase for kids. Now as an adult, I’ve experienced my insides actually screaming at me. On Wednesday the trip to the Emergency Room was…. scary. My insides
On my way home today I received a $50 ticket. The police officer was nice and even told me the steps I will need to take to get out of the ticket since it was a ‘minor’ offense- not having an Illinois license. To get out of the ticket I will need to go to
According to a recent tweet by @ChristineCaine: Odds of being born in a particular time, place, and circumstance are about 1 in 400,000,000,000. That stat takes the Esther 4:14 to another level of intensity: … Who knows? Maybe you were made queen for just such a time as this. (from the Message) I can’t help
Tonight marks the turning point. Long hours and lack of boundaries have filled personal time and encourage me to become the person I don’t want to be. The path I’m on equals the path to self depletion. A busy season has stretched into busy months. I. can’t. keep. up. The war stories of those who
Even my dinners have become an oversimplified mess. Macaroni and cheese dramatically improved my dinner from the usual bag of popcorn- 1 min. 45 sec. and wah-la dinner is served. Thanks blue box of cheesy processed noodles. Food cravings aside, I’m tired. I just need to write it. Tired. I simply can’t differentiate between what
Just a tribute to a good dog. 1993- 2010
I’m not sure when it actually happens. I can’t identify a point in time where the change took place but I know it’s there. I know I’m no longer in the world of childhood where I have the safety of my parents wisdom to protect me and ‘be home by sunset’ is all I need
Despite the tears, I felt as though I was a strong woman ready to propel into the rest of my life. The truth is, looking back, I realize I was sort of a blubbering pile of soggy tissues. I left Columbus, Ohio on a Sunday and started a new life on Monday in Chicago. Turns