It’s okay to change your mind…

“Changing your mind does not mean you’re unstable. It just means what you thought was going to work for you, isn’t going to work at all” (Annette) A few weeks ago, this thought came to me, and I realized we often feel bad for changing our minds, not for ourselves, but the guilt of the … More It’s okay to change your mind…

Shards…

I often wondered how many of us are walking around with shards in our hearts that we simply can’t talk about because it just hurts too much. I understand that pain. I am learning to soften the scars left behind by the shards that ripped through my heart. I am processing the pain I have … More Shards…

Do you know…?

She simply said “What do you want?” Ask yourself “What does Annette want?” and just like that the tears flowed. She asked me not to answer her but to think about it and write it down. She jokingly said, and please don’t write down “World Peace.” I appreciated the levity at the moment, for I … More Do you know…?

You are safe…

The other day I read the funniest tweet ever… “been quarantined with my wife for four weeks now. At this point, I have more risk of getting killed by her than by a crummy virus.”  I laughed out loud and shared it with my friends and especially my husband. I couldn’t help but think how … More You are safe…

Year of Yes…

It’s that time of year… I sit still and spend time meditating and asking God to reveal to me what the focus of the new year will be for me, my marriage, my family,  and my businesses. Immediately He prompted these words; it will be the Year of Yes. My heart stopped…what, Yes! NO!!!!! I … More Year of Yes…

Hold him…

There I was sitting across from my son getting ready to be as vulnerable as possible, not truly knowing how he would receive my heart.  And so, I leaped! I was nervous, but I needed him to know of my inner sorrow so that I could heal our brokenness.  And then it happened…healing and wholeness. We … More Hold him…

Grace Extended…​

Grace – (n) – mercy, clemency pardon It seemed unimaginable. First came the phone call. The voice on the other end, desperate, screaming, crying, scared. “Mom, please tell dad to hurry, I’m hurt, I am really hurt.” What! Where? How? Where are you? – All questions I asked out loud and tons more racing through … More Grace Extended…​