Closed forever, the blue green eyes. Where the breath was stolen amid hopeless lies. And conversations ceased, the truth unseen. To the turmoil now left behind.
Poetry- The Part I Play
..Mouthing words unknown.
Faithful in presence..
Obedient to direction..
Bipolar Life- Negative People Suck!
You are free to say what you want, but you are not free from the consequence of what and how you say it.
Authentic Truths- Killed In Action
On May 28, 2007, Alexandre and five other of his brothers were
killed in action when their Humvee was hit by an I.E.D.
Bipolar Life- I am the Storm
Up until that point, I was a Bipolar patient. Following the tumultuous months of recovery, I would evolve to be a Woman with #Bipolar Disorder. The distinction came when I realized the storm wasn’t happening to me, but I was the storm.
Poetry- Inconvenient
Parents matter. Take the time while they are still here.
Lost & Found- My Flaw, My Anger
I am the wife that has gotten on his last nerve, the mother who asks to many questions, the distant sister, the isolated churchgoer, and the quirky employee who hides behind a forced smile and genuine respect for all around her. I am lost in every way this world requires us to be sure.
Poetry- Beauty Stays
Will you choose to see it?
Authentic Truths- Truth of Who I Am
I was nothing more than-not good enough, undesirable, unlovable, broken, to someone long ago. I choose today to release the negative and I must believe what God’s Word says I am in Christ Jesus, now.
Mental Health ~ The Journal #30!!
Saying something here often opens my mind to a new perspective and releases the junk taking up space in the center of my being. Tonight, anxiety is on my mind.


