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It’s Time to Be Better


I can’t begin to count how many times it’s been that I’ve written the words, “It’s been such a long time.” Once again, here I am saying the same words. However, unlike the past, I don’t feel shamed by them. I haven’t blogged like the beast I used to when I first started this writing journey back in late 2010.…

9/11, Recovery and the National Anthem


Heads up: this is a long post Yesterday morning, just like everyone else in America, I awoke to the reality it was fifteen years since the occurrence of 9/11 when two planes plummeted into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in NYC. I remember that day vividly. In fact, it was the very day I was also fired…

Blooming Where Planted


“You must accept whatever situation the Lord has put you in, and continue on as you were when God first called you. This is my rule for all the churches. For instance, a man who was circumcised before he became a believer should not try to reverse it. And the man who was uncircumcised when he became a believer should not…

Beginning Somewhere


Who knew…a writer would be at a loss for words. haha Sounds almost impossible, particularly from writers who are introverted. The reality is, I’m never truly at a loss for words…but I come to points where the words are too numerous to draw into one coherent idea. At the moment, I literally have about 50 topics in my head all…

Good Enough is Good


Comparison. When I say this word…I honestly shudder inside. Within the scope of science, it is a very useful word; but within the scope of human relationships, it’s toxic. I’m healing from allowing this word to poison my mind. It’s a seductive poison that sneaks in undetected, as it disguises itself as “research” – especially with the personality types that…

We Are Good Enough


Today is Memorial Day. A million and one people will probably be blogging about this day today for a multitude of reasons…mostly to remember those who have fallen in our military, and their families that remain. I myself cannot blog such words, because I haven’t yet met anyone personally who has endured such tragedy. Nevertheless, it breaks my heart just…

Being an HSP Christian


Whom out there is sensitive? Even perhaps what may even be considered hyper-, or over-sensitive? In my research lately, it’s becoming more widely known that indeed not only are introverts being given a chance to have a voice in our society – but also, those with a hypersensitivity (or as many in the psychological world declare it, HSP). No matter the…

The Cost of a Gift


I walked into the store, I had a mission: return the make-up I didn’t like.  It didn’t work for me; therefore, I needed it transformed back into money in our account. I stepped up to the make-up counter, informed the well make-up’ed woman behind the counter of my circumstance. She was happy to oblige…until she saw my receipt. I had…

I Am


It doesn’t matter what age a woman is… …often times, she looks in the mirror and asks, “who are you?” Unfortunately, answers flood her mind – usually addressing her as a “what” rather than her “who.” While I am not fond of selfies, I took this photo of myself today: Why? Because, I saw someone…instead of the usual something. I am…