Tag: sharing

Rocks in the River

  I was on Facebook today and read a friend’s post. It was about her dad and how much the grief still hurts after so many years. I wanted to respond to her. I wanted to say something like ‘I know’ or ‘it doesn’t matter how long, it always sucks’. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even bring myself to put…

Disorderly

God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscious, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world. ~C.S. Lewis The Problem of Pain   I have a disorder. It’s not an official one, but it’s there. I’m the hyper kid, so being still is not my strong point. Heck, it’s not even…

18 Months

It has been 18 months since I heard my father’s voice. 18 months since he yelled at sports on television. Eighteen months since he drew his last breath. Eighteen months since I have let myself feel the pain of that loss. I was a daddy’s girl my whole life up until that point, and I don’t know how to behave…

In Case of Emergency

There is always hope. That statement seems trivial in our darkest places, but it is the truth. The nature of the mental illness beast is that it robs us of our sight. Our ability to see hope. Anxiety steals tomorrow’s joy, depression blinds us with our shame and despair. So many different beasts affect how we see things. But there…

Blaze of Light in Every Word

Photo credit: David Gainforth There are a lot of perks in being the hyper kid. When your mind never shuts off, there are some amazing things that one can accomplish. I work very well under the pressure of a deadline. I can operate two or three steps ahead. But with all of those perks, there are some not so great…

Plugged In

  This is my original submission for Well Christian Women. It was an honour to have this used as it was my first real attempt at blog writing. I hope you enjoy. ~Tricia When I look back at my childhood, there are so many interesting and exciting memories that I can go to. I spent a great deal of my…

Our Story

This is a story of three women that God has brought together. We are not necessarily likely friends, but through an interesting series of events, God got us here. We each have our own story and perspective that we want to share. This is something that we have been asked to do, not for informative reasons, but…