I’m not sure if lights have guided me home, but getting back home has included a twice broken heart, supportive friends, tarot cards, meditation, the Sedona Vortex, Mexico {more on that later,} an astrological reading, and getting with God on a spiritual level like I never have before. All which lead me to ultimately dig…
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Skinny Love
The ironic thing about a blog post on body image which should have been published at the beginning of summer to coincide with swimsuit season, is that I was too self-conscious to post it. But I’m skinny so my life must be perfect, right? That’s the assumption thrown my way most of the time. Being…
My Darkest Hour – Or Failure isn’t Fatal
A few years ago, I wrote a post on failing. It’s so gut wrenching to go back and read, I don’t even want to link back to it. What you don’t know while reading that post is the turmoil that was my life. A marriage that was crumbling like a sand castle being hit by…