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Family, Friends, and Fright!!
Family, Friends, and Fright!!

It’s fall, I love fall. I love the smells, the crisp air, the colors, and all things pumpkin. There are so many things that nature contributes to make this season the best, but what makes it so perfect to me is the way it brings family and friends together with laughter and no expectations of anything other than a good time. I live in Colorado so the good times are abundant. Between driving up…
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An Apology letter to all those Adoptive moms have let down......
An Apology letter to all those Adoptive moms have let down……
Dear family, friends, coworkers, and society alike, on behalf of all adoptive moms please allow me to apologize for letting you down. I know somehow we should be ok, happy, and ready for all the social events and day to day things you expect to see us at. We should be there happy and full of joy at your childs birthday parties and baby showers, I can’t tell you how rude it is that we struggle…
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Fall is nearly here. I look forward to this season for many reasons. The cool crisp air, sweaters and boots, pumpkin spice everything, and school. Oh how I love school. Though all those things are wonderful, I look forward to fall for a much deeper reason. In the fall the leaves change color and fall from thier heights. They fall and create a blanket of perfection for the ground beneath them from…
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This Hurting Moms Rant
This Hurting Moms Rant
I sat across the table and couldn’t believe what I was hearing, even though I knew it was what I was going to hear. I have spent the last four years trying everything I could to help my little one, well all three of my littles. I have done therapy, I have done attachment camps, seminars, conferences, books, and all have left me feeling more lost and defeated thinking there is no real help for my…
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I sat across the table and couldn’t believe what I was hearing, even though I knew it was what I was going to hear. I have spent the last four years trying everything I could to help my little one, well all three of my littles. I have done therapy, I have done attachment camps, seminars, conferences, books, and all have left me feeling more lost and defeated thinking there is no real help for my…
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Love Costs Everything
I was at a youth camp once, I was there as a sponsor for all of our high school kids from church. One of the programs was a movie about missionaries in other countries and how they were putting their lives on the line to share the gospel. It was called ‘Love Costs Everything’. I sat and watched while sobbing at the things these people were put through, how they were beat, tortured, and killed all…
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O.verly C.ontroling D.isorder
I recently discovered I have OCD, but not the normal version, my version is overly controlling disorder. How did I come to this conclusion you ask? By sitting in the chair at our therapist and being told that I may just need to have lower expectations and allow our 15-year-old daughter to fail. Let her fail, like that is the advice I am paying for? Let our girl ruin her life, I mean how does one…
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The Fairy Tale Family
The Fairy Tale Family

There are stories we are told as children. Stories of Queens and Kings, princes and princesses, witches and fairies, heroes and villains. These stories all have happy endings, the bad guy always loses and the princess always finds her prince. The evil step mom gets what she deserves and love always overcomes. These stories are loved by children all over the world. Our sons grow up wanting to be…
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FInding joy in the Hell-idays
FInding joy in the Hell-idays
It started, the first day of Thanksgiving break, the crazy began.
Our oldest daughter began her Monday with writing about how she wanted to punch her little sister, filled the day with her descent into the “woe is me” pit of pity, and ended it on the side of the road trying to get the sheriff deputy to take her mom down and drive her to her friend’s house. Let me back up a bit.
Holidays are the…
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An Open Letter to the America My Children Have to Grow up In
An Open Letter to the America My Children Have to Grow up In
I’m done!
Enough is enough!
Are we not ashamed of ourselves yet?
This has been the worst of all election years I can remember. I have never in my life had to sit through and endure the ignorance that is the media today. I never as a child heard the crazy that came with the private lives of those in office, why? Because the private lives of those around us are just that, PRIVATE. What are they…
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The masks of the broken
The masks of the broken
I have never known a person not broken somehow. No one that has gone their whole life without a hurt of some kind.
I have known those who wear the mask of perfection, the ones that advise those real enough to ask for help and then go home and drown their sorrow in what ever their choice of drowning might be. I can spot the hidden broken in a crowd because I was once one of them.
I am a…
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On the gray side of things
I remember as a kid thinking there had to be more than just black and white. The way that life happened wasn’t as clear as one or the other, it was more complicated than that. When adults tried to tell me that things happened for a reason I never really believed them.
Why would there be a reason my best friend at six would be killed in an accident while on a Sunday drive with her family?
Why did…
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