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  • Love looks different in every season. And there were seasons in my life when love was louder. Big emotions.Big efforts.Big attempts to fix everything. But right now, love in my life is quieter. It’s less dramatic and more consistent. Nothing I’m doing right now is flashy. It’s not dramatic. But it’s daily. It’s in the…

  • I want to write today about something that has been racking my brain for the last several months. There is a belief that many people hold that is basically generalized as follows: If someone repeats the same mistake often enough, that mistake becomes their character. I can understand why people think that. Patterns matter. Repeated…

  • There are parts of my story I can change. The way I live now.The choices I make today.The direction I’m headed. Those things are still in motion. But there are other parts that are fixed. Already written. Already lived. And no amount of wishing, regretting, explaining, or replaying can make them different. But I can…

  • I want to try to explain something that I have only recently understood. Something I had to learn the hard way. What most people think they know about trauma, about abandonment, about narcissism, about people pleasing? It’s usually not correct. And I know that because I’ve worn every one of those badges – not because…

  • I am not a person who has ever been allowed to not know how to handle things. I’m a person who – of her own choosing – grew up too fast, and then acted upon every urge to escape responsibilities I was not emotionally prepared to handle. I am not someone who has ever been…

  • Like most people, I wear many hats. I am different things to different people. A wife.A mom.A paralegal.A daughter. For other people, I’m someone worse. The root of their trauma.Someone to discuss at the next coffee klatch.A deceiver.The cause of so much hurt. Those roles matter. They shape my days and carry responsibilities. They require…

  • On the heels of my post about abandonment, I felt it necessary to clarify a few things. There’s a particular kind of pain associated with feeling disposable. Like I was useful for a season.I was important until something changed.I was wanted until it became inconvenient. It’s almost as if some people can set me down…

  • My life used to feel repetitive in ways I didn’t fully understand.Ways I couldn’t see were my decisions. Different people.Different circumstances.But same outcomes.Same emotions.Same mistakes.Same pain wearing different clothes. And I thought changing those patterns meant having one big breakthrough. An epiphany that opened my eyes to who I am supposed to be, who people…

  • There’s a particular kind of helplessness that comes when someone you love leaves. Whether they walk away suddenly. Or slowly. Emotionally, physically, or relationally… The impact is the same. A pattern in my life – abandonment. And I really have no one to blame by myself. People choose distance for a reason. And as I…

  • There are seasons where the things God is doing can be seen clearly. Doors open. Things fall into place. Answers come. The path is clear. And then there are other seasons when I can’t see a thing. Right now, nothing looks like it’s changing. The situation I am has stayed the same for 8 months.…