Why I’m grateful for the zookeeper

I never talk about Wally. I think it’s because I really didn’t understand what had happened or why I was the way I was. Looking back, this was right around the time I started getting sick. My brain was making connections to things it shouldn’t. It started with a dating site a friend had encouraged … Continue reading Why I’m grateful for the zookeeper


Jesus and Coffee

A few weeks before my life changed forever, I attended a women's retreat through my church. By that point, I was already hollow inside. I had spent the drive up listening to the girlfriend of the guy I was in love with gush about their relationship. I wanted so desperately to move on. On the … Continue reading Jesus and Coffee

Dear John

I don't know about you but from time to time, I get these moments where I captivated by the Holy Spirit over something that apparently needs to be addressed. It usually comes out of nowhere. I usually cry. I move on. I should backtrack. For eight years, I had massive feelings for a friend. About … Continue reading Dear John


I knew a woman once who told me this amazing story upon our first meeting. She and her husband had two children and were living in California when they heard of a ministry opportunity to serve in a Muslim country. In order to pay for this opportunity, they would have to sell everything they owned … Continue reading Faith

He loves me

Once a month, I attend a women's group through my church. We share what's going on in our lives, what we're struggling with, what victories we've had. Slowly but surely, I am learning to let these girls into my heart. There's one thing I haven't shared with anyone. It's not that I stopped believing in … Continue reading He loves me

Growing up

I'm not very good at meeting people. I get tongue-tied and quiet. I've been wanting to meet more people, mainly because I'm trying to form meaningful relationships but I really connect more with people when we are doing something together. The first time I fell in love was with a guy who I connected with … Continue reading Growing up