Finding Grace Through Words

I say with honest certainty that writing has given me more than I have ever naturally been able to give to myself.

Living A Story You Never Thought You Would Live

And now, after what seems like a lifetime veiling this story with a strength I trust can only come from grace, I am trying to honor it the only way I know how — through words and verse, patience and gentleness. 

Maybe I’m Meant To Be The One Who Waits

I have to have faith that things will get better, even in the clouds and dismay and wonder and questions… because all of this makes me dream of new hopes that bring life to a love that I have lost and found and lost and found again. 

I Trust That God Will Give Me Hope

I hope that I was always meant to hold onto this faith in each step I take. And I’d like to think that it is always there and never leaves me, especially during times when my grasp on hope seems loose. 

I Miss The Life I Used To Live

There are mornings I wake up dreaming about my sweet, sweet memories, leading me to wonder why they are now just memories alone.

For The First Time In A Long Time, I Am At Peace

My story is proof that healing is true. It is possible. It shows that faith can move mountains. I say this with such heartfelt clarity because I now trust that hope can always be found, even in wake of the wilderness. 

The Joy Of Slowing Down

In the busyness, I have only found emptiness. But in slowness, I have only found abundance.