Category: Thoughts

How COVID Saved my Life

How a global pandemic saved my life. Wait, what? Yes. COVID-19 in all its restrictions, isolation, and awfulness has saved my life. As many of you know, I battle depression. And I’m not talking I feel a little blue, so I’m going to lay in bed today depression; I’m talking the I can’t go on another day so I’m going…

Fighting the Fight

I wanted to take a minute and talk about COVID. We all have our own opinions and thoughts on this and that’s okay. I just want to share with you what it’s like to be on the frontlines of this battle. I want you to know that it isn’t a joke. I know that there are many, many other diseases…

Breath of Privilege

I don’t even know how to form the words around what I am feeling right now. I sat down, wanting to talk about the news this past week. But then reality hit me. The news this past week isn’t something new. It isn’t even something different. It is the same thing that has been happening since long before I was…

Realness

*Trigger warning. This post is raw and deals with thoughts and feelings that could be triggering to some. Please be aware when reading and reach out for help if you are feeling vulnerable. Stupid. Worthless. Irrelevant. That is what you are. No one wants you. You should have never been born. Your friends are not your friends. No one loves…

Hero

A friend mentioned last night that those of us who are working during this pandemic are heroes. That we are courageous, running towards the fight instead of away from it. I’ve never considered myself to be a hero. I am a nurse and I am doing my job in this very unusual time. I’ve never considered my self to be…

Shall we Dance?

Like many of you, I have recently received the news that many of the places I look to for support are temporarily closed due to quickly spreading illness. My kids are home from school, extracurricular activities are shut down, church has moved online, small groups are wondering if it’s wise to meet, and my weekly recovery group may fall victim…

Two Months and a Day

Two months and one day. That was the length of my stay on the psychiatric unit. I feel as though I was in a fight for my life and there were days that I was unsure if I could make it one more day. But by the grace and strength of God I made it out to the other side.…

Persecuted

How enriched you are when you bear the wounds of being persecuted for doing what is right! For that is when you experience the realm of heaven’s kingdom Matthew 5:10 Have you ever prayed for something and then sat back to wait for God to do all the work? I mean, God will provide right? No? Just me? I’m gonna…