I would have fainted had I not seen the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living Psalm 27: 13-14 It should have been a normal uneventful Tuesday, a day of sitting at my outdoor table under our big party tent that takes up most of our tiny front yard. I love sitting… Continue reading IN PLAIN SIGHT
My grandfather was my hero. I loved everything about him. My experiences with him taught me so many tangible things about life that I still glean from today. There was one experience that taught me that even when we lose someone, the Holy Spirit gives us comfort in our grief and joy in our healing.… Continue reading Gentle Giant
When trying to survive the battle from your own traumatic existence, rest in it’s rare existent form becomes a reward. A treat for the unworthy. A walk in the yard for the prisoner shackled and chained. It is not recognized as a necessity or a thing that is readily available at your whim. My mother… Continue reading Rest
There are days when life seems to be missing that one thing that would make my day absolutely perfect. On those days, and there have been a lot during this pandemic, I imagine myself floating effortlessly on my back in the deep blue sea. Gazing up at the night sky full of stars, full of… Continue reading FREEDOM
As a small child laughter was one of those things that I loved to do. I can remember going to the library and checking out joke books. As many as I could carry. A trait I suppose I inherited from my mom and dad. My mother loved a good corny joke. She would often tell… Continue reading Laugh
When I started on this personal journey to heal from my childhood, I didn’t realize how much it would connect me to the real pain of the world. Truthfully, I had no idea I was actually on a journey. I was simply trying to survive, simply trying to exist in a world that I knew… Continue reading The Journey
Hi Kathy here. I am a wife, mother and Chef on a journey to heal from childhood trauma and abuse. Let’s journey together.