..Beating her in and out. And there flying free, Her dreams escape her now. As morning sun arises, And newness hollers, "Free!" Lies the skeleton of survival, No longer needed or in need.
Poetry- Remembered Forgotten
In dreams they stay.
Five Minute Friday- Prompt Word “Experience”
No, I am not a hero. My experiences are cringe-worthy. Navigating God's purpose in the aftermath isn't always easy. Who am I, and why me?
Five Minute Friday- Prompt Word “Life”
Life happens to us all. I admit I pouted more than I should. As a non-crier, I cried a few times. I begged God to end this cycle, and we fought in the canyons of hopelessness. He won.
Poetry- Left Behind – Grief
A few words on grief and loss.
Their Addiction-My Journey- Drugs Stole Our Unborn Grandchild
I went into shock. It took an hour or so to come around and comprehend. When I grasped the truth of the situation, I began sobbing uncontrollably.
Mental Health ~ The Journal #56, Death is Real
We talk about mental illness and death after suicide, but it seems beneficial to discuss the reality that before there came suicide, there was a mental illness. Just like before there came an overdose; there was an addiction.
Lost & Found- The Art of Selfishness
Human nature. It is a description of characteristics on thinking, feeling, and behaving, a phrase, and often an excuse for bad behavior. Today, I am leaning into the excuse part. I have a battered past. Both colorful and very black and white, it defines the road that made me who I am today. By my …
Mental Health ~ The Journal #53, A Past That Lingers
I craved belonging. Not to belong to a group, but to belong to something more than mental illness, shame, sadness, and fear.
Mental Health ~ Living Undone
The slow unpacking of a broken soul. Where the beat of a heart doesn't indicate life, but a life undone. When hopelessness is no longer a thought or feeling, but a destination.


