This year has not started off on the best foot for me. From day 1 (literally, not figuratively) I have experienced trial after trial. It seems as though everything I had carefully and perfectly and intentionally planned is one by one falling apart. This is the place in my life that I am known to run. My whole life, I have been a “runner” (now that on IS figurative! ha!). As soon as a trial faces my way, I fight until I am weak and then I run. 

I can’t tell you how many people have said that to me. This has cost me many cherished relationships in the past…

Recently, someone reached out to me regarding my process of finding self-forgiveness during my time of becoming an unwed mother…. (read more)