There comes a point we must decide to surrender- in that surrender we are handing the battle back to God. We accept our limitations and seek His infinite space.
Poetry | My God
You died. For people like me, and moments like this. Betrayed again by more than a kiss....
Five Minute Friday: “Leave” (A mother’s goodbye)
I suffer from the consequence of my choices, as we all do. Reality smacks me now and then. I decided to seek help and learn but detach from the ravaging effects of addiction. I decided to break my heart.
Five Minute Friday- I Could Not Reach Her
I could not reach my child and carry her into the healing recovery she deserves.
New Episode-“How Do We Help Ourselves?”
I’ve been the parent who collapsed from anxiety, stress, fear, and sadness. But should we be living as captives to an addiction we don’t have?
WordPress Writing Prompt
A break from the agony would be a delight. Instead, tormenting worry steals my sleep. Stress robs my health. And fear plagues my mind.
Poetry- “It Can’t Be Me”
No, it can't be me.
Their Addiction~My Journey-“I Couldn’t Be”
When I came to the end of myself, I stopped holding on to hope in you and transferred it back to hope in Him.
Five Minute Friday- “Spontaneous”
One word, five minutes: "I dreamed of spontaneous weekend getaways, dinners out, and even moments of intimacy."
Five Minute Friday Writing Challenge- “Forget”
Can you ever forget? .."Living with a loved one in addiction is consuming. You won't forget the violent outbursts. The terrifying image of your kid slumped over and passed out from shooting up, or binge drinking stays forever. All the days you worried if they were alive in the next room haunt you."..


