The Other Side of Shame: What Nobody Tells You About What's Waiting There
I am not Brené Brown. I am not an expert on shame. What I have is life, lessons, and ears that have listened long enough.
The Woman at the Well: Finding Hope in Out-of-the-Way Places
She came to the well at noon — when the sun was hottest and the crowds were thinnest. Intentionally.
I Can't Swim But Water Has Saved Me: On OMI, Divorce, and the God Who Calms the Waves
I can't swim. Water can kill me. And yet I started a business about hope called 'water' — OMI.
The Words I Did Listen To: A Letter About Writing, Surviving, and Choosing to Speak
Writers don't only write because it's the only way they feel heard. Sometimes writers write because it's the only way they feel anything.
To Know Love Like This: A Poem About Friendship, Isolation, and Finding Your Way Back
To know love like friendship is what inspired my break from a relationship where there was no love.
The Cost of Patience: How Enduring Love Actually Costs You
My problem is that it takes me too long to reach my boiling point. Truth be told, I'm blessed.
Cleaning Up My Smile: What an Anonymous Text Taught Me About Shame and Self-Worth
'When are you going to get the stains off your teeth? Don't you think it's embarrassing?' The text came from a random number.
A Loud Letter to the Quiet Keep-the-Peacers: On Learning to Defend Yourself
I've always been the defender. When my friends needed someone to stand up for them, I was there, ready to speak up.
Formerly Unwell: A Poem About the Woman at the Well and Every Woman Who's Been Her
She was silenced, isolated, vulnerable, scrutinized, and hiding. She met Jesus who went out of His way to break the rules just for her.
Crumbling: A Poem About Beautiful Brokenness
A crumbling cake still smells sweet. Still tastes like heaven. Still melts the same — maybe just a little faster.
Ever After: A Poem About What Comes After the Happily
Ever after what ever after? ever after what? The prompt for the day was 'ever after' not 'happily ever after' which was the plot twist I needed.
Lost and Found: How Reconnecting With Your Inner Child Unlocks Who You Were Always Meant to Be
I can taste the confidence I ate in high school. Top of my class, acne-free, skillful dancer, powerful stepper, free writer.