Sunday, July 15, 2018

It's Surgery Time

On Wednesday, I had upper jaw surgery.

As you read this, I will be recuperating. 

The jaw surgery process is not an easy one.  It involves a lot of sleeping upright, (if you’re able to sleep), a 30-day “no chew” diet, trying to get liquids and nutrients in so you can heal, while you are dealing with lips and cheeks that are numb. It involves patience.

It involves more things that I don’t need to go into detail to. Things that aren’t “pretty.” Things that need to heal. 

And it’s a slow healing process.

*It will take me close to 5 months to be able to eat completely normally again.

*It will probably take close to 6 months, before my braces get to come off.

*And it will take up to a year, for any lasting stubborn swelling and numb spots to go away.

Won’t you say a prayer for me?

I’m ready. But can you ever be completely ready for what you will go through?

They say the first week is the toughest. 



I’d love it if you’d pray for:

*Pain and swelling management

*That I will be able to swallow and get enough liquids and nutrients in, to help me navigate this first week much more smoothly.

*For sleep.

*For no infections to creep in.

*For strength. Emotional. And Physical.

*For my family as they help take care of me. That they will know how to help me get the nutrients I will need, the sleep I will need, the pain management I will need - and the love and support I will need.

*For no lasting side effects or unfortunate “damage.” For COMPLETE healing of my jaw, teeth, face, and mouth.


Thank you so much. This has been a big thing facing me in my life, and I’m ready to welcome in the changes that this procedure will bring to my overall health.

Hopefully, I’ll be back on my feet in no- time. 




~ Dionna

Sunday, July 8, 2018

The Only One to Stay and Watch the Tears Fall



Boy, life can sure wreck us emotionally, sometimes.  Sometimes we feel like we try and try and try… and we are the only ones fighting for ourselves. We are the only ones who care so deeply.

It can feel like no one cares if we cry.

No one cares if we’re lonely.

No one cares if we’re upset.

No one cares if something hit us very personally.

And that may be true.  

Let’s be honest, the world is so easily caught up in ITSELF.

There are days where all I need is a hug. All I need is someone to hold me and tell me they care. They understand. That it will all be ok.

I need to know that I’m not the only one fighting for ME.

And sometimes, I find that God is the only one in my corner. He is the only one reaching out His arms to hold me. 

He is the only one who stays, to watch the tears fall.

He is the only one, who understands what I’m feeling, and why I’m feeling that way.

Thank heavens.

Thank heavens, when I ask for someone to hold me - HE DOES.

Thank heavens, when I cry out, HE HEARS.

Thank heavens, He never leaves me alone. He never walks away.

His arms are big enough. Long enough. And strong enough.

And He fights for me. Maybe more so, than I fight for myself. He fights in wiser ways. For my greater good.

Life can wreck us emotionally sometimes. But we are not the only ones fighting on our behalf. God is.  And in those moments when you’re alone, FEELING alone, stop. Stop and see. Stop and know. 

He is there too. In that alone moment with us. 


Sunday, July 1, 2018

Had We Only Known





Sometimes we ask God for just “one” thing. And it can be frustrating when we feel it’s a small thing. Something that would be easy to honor, or grant to us.

But He doesn’t. And it isn’t.

Only God knows why He says “no” to us, for the most part.  If we’re lucky, He will open our eyes, and reveal what His plan was; when we are farther down the road.

And what a gift, when He does.

I can look back and see those times in my own life. There were those seasons where I felt literally chased by evil. Or those times where nothing made sense at all, and I didn’t understand why. Why was my process so wacky, when everyone else went through the same process, and got through with ease?

Had I only known.

Had I only known what God was orchestrating. Had I only known what He would bring about.

I would have seen things so differently. I would have ACTED so differently.

One thing. Just one thing. One thing can change a life. It can be the material, used to start an organization. To create a bill in Washington. One thing, can be the catalyst to start a movement. It can create the foundation for a book, or a Bible Study. One thing can begin a career.

Just one thing.

We are often attacked by Satan in the very areas that God plans to use for ministry.

We are often wounded, in the very spots, that can bring about someone else’s healing. And we are often gifted, in touching, special ways - ONLY because of those very wounds we experienced.

Had we only known at the time.

Some things feel so brutal. And they probably are. But God is with us all the time. In every moment. He is walking with us, and He is not unfeeling, or uncaring about our pain. 

He just knows it won’t last forever.

We will struggle. We will hurt. But we can also rise.

We can hope He will unveil the curtain of mystery at some point, and show us the “why” of that painful road we travelled on.

And at that moment, we will understand, close our eyes, and think… “Had we only known.”



Sunday, June 24, 2018

Are We Walking With God, Or Walking With Fear?



We let life consume us.  We try and fail, try and fail again.  We weep bitterly over our failures. Forgetting to see the successes.

It seems we are so good at seeing what worries us.  We concentrate on all of the ways we fall short. We focus on our flaws. 

We wave away compliments.

WE.  That’s what we focus on. Ourselves.

Oh, how I see how the depression can settle around us like a cloud. Oh, how I feel the frustrations, the stresses, and the disappointments cling to us like they are our best friends.

We walk with them. We talk with them. We let them loop themselves around our days - our moods. Our thoughts.

God is there too. But we push Him a little further out. We let our fears and worries stand closer to us. We listen to them… more.

Why? Why is it so easy to think we don’t have value? Why is it so easy to think we don’t measure up?

Why do we choose to walk with our fears — instead of walking with God? 

Why do we choose the darkness as our friend, instead of choosing the light?

God has so many blessings in store for us. He seeks to help us with our burdens. He wants to walk with us, talking to us, and delighting us.

He wants to rescue us.

But we don’t let Him.

Life IS full of hardship. That is a guarantee. It’s full of curves, turns, ruts, and plummeting descents.

There are many tough hills to climb.

But there are also beautiful valleys. Meadows that go on for days. And breezes that make us feel free.

Will we walk in those, too? Or will we just choose the unforgiving paths? The ones that make us feel unwanted?

It IS our choice. 

And it’s time to choose the brighter way. The better way. The way that God has paved ahead of us.


Sunday, June 17, 2018

Because I Love You Enough



Sometimes I don’t want to be a warrior. I don’t want to be “tough”.  I don’t want to be better or stronger than what I was before a challenge or hurdle in life.

Oh, I’m always thankful once I’m on the other side of a hurt. I’m thankful for what I learn through tough times. But I sure don’t feel that way when I’m walking INTO them.

I want to run.
I want to hide.

It can be so easy to look out at everyone else and feel like their lives are beautiful. We can see the smiles, the dreams that come true, and the blessings that come their way…. And we can feel like they live charmed lives.

When all we feel like is “hope deferred” is our theme.

Yes? C’mon. You have the moments. I have those moments.

We wander through the muck, and we wonder, “Why, US, Lord”?

I can try to fight against the storm that I feel rages against me - but it’s always more powerful.

That’s because without those times, I wouldn’t lean on my God. I wouldn’t run to Him. I wouldn’t SEE how HE sees when all is said and done. I wouldn’t have a glimpse of His tenderness. I wouldn’t peek in on His strength, His goodness, or His vision.

I would only see mine. And mine can be so selfish. So limiting.

It doesn’t matter what we go through, or where we’ve been. It doesn’t matter how far we try to run. God will find us. He will pull us out of the shadows, and push us through the storm - the weeds - the desert (or whatever it seems to be for you.)

Because He has a bigger agenda in mind. 

Because He wants us to see ourselves as the warriors we fear we are not.

He wants us to feel the tears, the pride, and the gratefulness that come with “hope realized”.

So, when we call out and question why He picked on us, let us be still long enough to hear His reply…. “Because I love you enough to do what is best for you in the long run. I love you enough to to give you what you NEED, and not what you WANT. Because I love you enough, to make you better, stronger, softer, and wiser.

Because, I love you … ENOUGH”.


Monday, June 11, 2018

Go Ahead, Thank Him



It was Bible Study night. 

I shared a prayer request.

And then later on, we were discussing some content in our study and someone looked at me and said, “And I think this is what you should do. Thank God in advance for answering your prayer.”

It stuck with me.

Thank Him in advance. 

Boy, that takes a great deal of faith, doesn’t it? To praise God and thank Him for something you do not have the answer to, yet? 

It means you have to swallow the doubts.

You have to forget about the “when” and the “where.”

You just simply have to trust. And thank Him, knowing in ADVANCE, that He is going to bless you with His answer.

It’s not an easy thing to do.

I started out trying it in a round-about way.  I thanked God for giving me HIS perfect answer. I did this, because it avoided having to thank Him for answering exactly the way my heart wanted.

It left room for my doubt. And if I left room for my doubt, then I couldn’t be mad at God for answering in a different way, right? HIS way?

But the thought kept prodding my heart.

Thank Him in ADVANCE for what He is going to do.

Thank Him in ADVANCE for answering your prayer.

Faith. Great faith.

Do I have it? 

Do you?

Are you afraid, like I was? It’s okay you know. He knows we’re afraid. But He wants us to trust Him. Not halfway. Not just a little bit. But completely.

Be ALL IN.

So pray.  Ask away. And then thank Him. Thank Him now. 


Thank Him for what He’s about to do.

Sunday, June 3, 2018

Some Things Just Mess With Your Head



I’ve mentioned before, how I ran away from having braces for 15 years.  I dreaded going to the dentist, because the issues of my bite would always affect me at my appointments. And I switched dentists a couple times with some moves we made, and inevitably they would say, “Have you ever thought of getting braces?”

My heart would plummet each time.

I tried to ignore that issue. I had already had braces in high school and I certainly didn’t want them as an adult.

Finally, FINALLY, when my jaw started popping, I knew I could not run away from the issue anymore, and I sucked up the courage to go to an orthodontist. I was not only told that I needed braces, but potentially, jaw surgery, as well.

You should have seen the color drain from my face.

It terrified me.

I think it took me a couple more months, to mentally adjust to that news, and come to grips with it all.

I started the braces process, and everyone has just been so gracious to me, as I deal with the “self-conscious” issues around my smile and appearance. 

About a year into it, I knew would be “surgery time.” And that time came about February. 

My ortho told me I would most likely need ‘upper jaw’ surgery.

I went in to the surgeon, and was told ‘lower jaw' surgery. I was surprised at the change in news, and had to mentally shift my thinking for a different type of surgery. It encompasses a different kind of healing, and different adjustments/risks.

A month or so later, things switched again, and I found out my surgeon, (after looking over my records, impressions, etc) did indeed agree with my ortho…. And I needed ‘upper jaw’ surgery.

Another shift in my thinking, as I switched back to emotionally preparing for an ‘upper-jaw’ procedure. 

In my research, I found a jaw surgery support group on facebook. (Yes, there is such a thing!) I’ve done a lot of research on what to expect, and it helps to have a support group of people who understand the emotional process - as well, as the physical. So, I have shifted from ‘lower jaw’ emotional preparedness, to ‘upper jaw’ emotional preparedness.

Then, came time to submit my case to insurance. We had chosen a surgeon a few hours away, simply, because they were “in-network” for our insurance.  I got my approval letter about a month later, and was as thrilled as I possibly could be. After all, this was surgery. But the fact that insurance would cover it - was really, really good news.

Then, a few weeks later, I got another letter. After a change was submitted by my surgeon to insurance, they denied my surgery and I was informed that the initial approval, was a mistake. After some long phone calls, numerous talks with the surgeons insurance department, and my ortho, we discovered that our insurance plan, was denying me coverage. The way they classified my surgery, they said that I had to be under 19 to have it.

Whatttt??? That is just so ridiculous to me and confounding. 

Jaw surgery is not cosmetic.  It’s necessary. At any age it’s discovered.

It has all been stressful and frustrating. 

I ONCE AGAIN, have had to mentally adjust to what I am hearing. And it’s been tough.  Something that initially terrified me, something that I finally came to terms with, and reconciled myself to, I was now being told I could not do it. 

And it left me in a state of despair.

Some things just really mess with your head. And I won’t lie. This whole process has really kicked my butt, emotionally.


It’s hard for those who don’t have to go through it, to understand. To understand why something you are scared of doing, has become so important to you. How you have (through conversation, research, and council) come to discover, is necessary.


It’s hard to explain, how, in some strange way, you are still very anxious about it all, yet desiring it at the same time.

I heard someone say that God doesn’t respond to fear or anxiety, He responds to FAITH. That hit me about a couple months ago, as I began the process of waiting for an appeal to come through with my insurance.

Only God knows the outcome of this whole process. And He has always been faithful to me. So, I have decided to walk the rest of the way in FAITH. 

God has His reasons for things. We certainly don’t understand them, sometimes. But I know He wouldn’t lead me this far, and just drop me. He is my Heavenly Father and He loves me.



As I sit here, I am still waiting to see if our appeal is approved. I certainly can’t change my age. And I can’t change the fact, that my jaw and bite need to be realigned for me to eat properly.  I can’t change the fact that I have to wear braces longer, as I sit and wait for insurance to make a decision.

But I CAN change how I walk through this process. 

Is my faith-walk a little wobbly as I continue through this journey? Yes. The human side of me is realistic; not expecting a “yes” from insurance, but internally, still hoping for one. 

Whatever happens, I know I don’t walk alone. And I am going to summon all the belief I have, to remind myself, that God has paved a way ahead of me. One that is in my best interests.

So, although some things in life do “mess with our heads”, we don’t have to let things stay that way. We can mentally adjust, reaffirm our path, and rise above our circumstances.  

We WILL make it through, and get to the other side. Even if it takes longer than we’d planned.


We just have to have FAITH.

Sunday, May 27, 2018

Pause For a Moment



Sometimes as I’m going about my day, I stop, and I pause for a moment. If I’m laying in bed at night and my mind has been racing with thoughts and things from my day - sometimes, I try to just clear my head and focus.

I have paused those rushing thoughts from the day, and just listened to the rain coming down outside of my window; enjoying the sound as I lay snug in my bed.

I can look around my room, and feel comforted by the familiar. By the “loved” things that surround me.  I can smile softly at the Christian music quietly playing from the radio, on my bedside table.

I love those moments.

How often do we pause long enough to just take in a moment?  So often we are busy with our thoughts, to-do’s, prayer requests, regrets, replays of conversations in our head….we just overlook the sights, smells, and sounds of what is happening all around us.

We can be so good at soaking in the larger-than-life moments. Yet, we aren’t as good, at taking in the smaller, more meaningful ones.

Wherever you are right now, stop.  Listen to the sounds around you.  Is it the hum of your dishwasher or washing machine? Is it the sound of giggles and laughter, coming from your children in the other room?  

Listen for the things that are so easily overlooked.  That bird cheerfully chirping in your backyard.  The hum of the neighbor’s lawnmower. The sound of sprinklers.

Now look. LOOK. Reflect. Look at that picture that hangs on your wall. Look at the plants, candles, and the view out of your window. What mood and feeling washes over you?

What do you smell? Is it an aroma from the last meal cooked in your kitchen?  Your husband’s cologne wafting in the room?  Do you smell a yummy candle given to you from a friend, or relative? When was the last time you really closed your eyes and took in those smells?

What do you feel? Do you feel boosted from the sunshine coming in your window? Do you feel warm and cozy, or are you experiencing a heart in turmoil? 

Take it in – embrace it for a moment. Let it envelop you.

We can get into such a rut of overlooking beauty that exists right where we are.  We forget that softly playing music in a moonlit bedroom, is beautiful. We can forget to soak in the beauty of our kitchen, that gifts so many that we love, with nourishment. 

We can get so busy planning our days, or reliving them. 

We forget to be still and just soak the moment in.

Let the familiar be enjoyable, not overlooked.  

Learn to to stop once in awhile and just pause. Feel. Smell. Hear.

These moments are a gift to our soul.


Monday, May 21, 2018

Can You Forgive Yourself?



None of us is perfect.  We are so good at hiding our flaws, failures, and those things that we regret doing, or having as a part of our life.  Some of us would never guess what someone else has been through, because we are adept at presenting the most polished, perfect part of ourselves to others.

But, what do we think about when we face ourselves in the mirror? When we are alone in our own company? Are we able to see the person we are today – or do we only see the injured one from a few years ago? Do we only see the one who made that huge mistake that impacted the rest of our life? Do we only see the imperfect parts of ourselves?

That’s not how God sees us, you know.

It’s a big question. Can you forgive yourself? Can you move forward? Even if, you know what you know about the deepest parts of yourself?

Can you forgive yourself for that addiction? For that infidelity? For those things you hid from your spouse and kids?

Can you forgive yourself, for being mean to someone in school, or in your neighborhood? For leaving someone out?

Can you forgive yourself, for stealing? For harming yourself by cutting, intentionally throwing up, or denying yourself food? For overeating?  

Can you forgive yourself, for that abortion? For that road rage incident? For cheating on that test?

So, so many things. We’ve all done SOMETHING. 

That’s why grace is such a blessing. 

God gives us grace. He gives us mercy. Can you give them to yourself?

I pray you can. For all things are made new. 

You can be an overcomer. A blessing. A testimony. An example.

You can save someone else. Love someone else. Heal someone else.

You CAN forgive yourself. And you can help someone else move on, and forgive themselves too. 

You are not what you once were. 

Look in the mirror. See the person God sees. That person is valuable. And so beloved. 


That person is a miracle.

Monday, May 14, 2018

Why Do We Always Point Our Finger at the Lord?



“How long, Lord, must this go on?”

“Why did God allow this to happen?”

“God must have His reasons.”


The questions.  The frustrations. They go on and on and on.

And we always direct them towards God.

But, I have to wonder… are we pointing our fingers in the wrong direction?

Maybe we should be pointing our fingers at Satan instead.


Maybe it’s SATAN who caused this to happen to you.  Maybe it’s SATAN who aimed his fiery dart your way.  Maybe it’s SATAN who is hindering you.

Not God.

We blame God for so much. And we blame Him quickly and easily.  And yes, He could come in and rescue us… and often, He does. Many times, probably without us even realizing it.  

But it’s our own sinful choices.  Our selfish world. And an evil one who gets great delight out of our sorrow, our emptiness, and our anger towards the Lord.

God does not ever intend to harm us.

God LOVES us.  Satan, on the other hand, does not.

The world scoffs and laughs so easily at our “God.”  But how many forget the devil in that equation? He is just as real. 

And he is busy at work.


The next time you are tempted to point your finger towards the Lord and ask, “why?” Think first. And see if maybe you shouldn’t be grabbing your warrior suit - as you look in another direction. 

Monday, May 7, 2018

It's Still Worth It



You try so hard.

You invest time. Prayer. Heart. 

Into someone else.

It can be so hard to help someone who doesn’t want to be helped. Who doesn’t SEE that they need help.

It’s frustrating. 

Yet, even when my efforts don’t yield results…. I have to say, it’s still worth it.

I have to say, I would do it again.

You never know when you’ve planted a seed.  You don’t know, how many times they will still think about what you said. You don’t know, how even for a minute, you made someone feel loved and cared for. EVEN IF, they still choose another way - another road.

We HAVE to take the risk. WE HAVE to take a chance on people. We may be the only ones who do.  We may be the only ones who have the courage to say the difficult things they don’t want to hear. But the things, they NEED to hear.

We may be the only ones in their world, who gave them a hug. Who gifted them with the love of a caring touch.

We may be the only ones who cared enough to say, “no more.” “I won’t let you get away with this.” 

The void in this world is tangible. Can you feel it? Can you hear it?  Are you doing anything about it?

To love God - is to love others. They are intertwined. 

If we aren’t giving of ourselves, if we aren’t investing in others, I’d venture to say it’s time to take a look at just how much we love our Lord and Savior.

The best use of our time, is time given to people.


We are His gift to each other.

Monday, April 30, 2018

Just Open the Door



So many times I’ve wanted to move forward in my life, when all I felt like God was telling me, was that I needed to stay put. 

I’ve also experienced God prompting me to go somewhere else in my life, when all I’ve wanted to do, was to stay rooted where I was!

This way - or that way? Here, or there? Go, or stay?

These choices and crossroads in life, often stretch us. 

It can be hard to know what the right thing to do is, when you look back in hindsight and see that God knew better than you, on so many prior occasions.  He’s done it with many of my dreams, wishes, and desires. It can become so easy to doubt your own heart, and question whether or not God is the One leading it.

So what do you do? 

What do you do if you feel like you’re at a crossroads in a certain area of your life? 

What do you do if you don’t know whether to stay at your job or find a new one? 

What do you do when you’re not sure if you’re supposed to stick it out in your home state, or move on to a different one?

Just open the door.

When you’re not sure what the right thing to do is – open the door and ask God for His opinion. Start praying and seeing what He brings to you. Start thinking about the possibilities, even looking into them a bit, and see what God does with that. 

Just open the door. 

I’ve found that when I do this, when I don’t rush into anything but I’m patient, and slowly start doing some research, seeking Godly wisdom from others, praying, and gently stepping forward in a certain direction; that God often shows me what it is that He wants from me. It’s not always what I want for myself, but in the journey – it’s amazing how He can transform my heart and mold it into one that ends up feeling at peace for what He has in mind for my life.

But you have to open the door first.

If you don’t open the door and start asking those questions, how will you ever know how God answered you? 

Opening the door and simply opening your mind and heart, allows God to flood you with His options. It allows Him to truly work not only IN you, but around you. And that can be such an amazing and fun experience to be a part of.

We all hit spots in life where we’re just not sure whether to turn left on the road, right, go straight, or sit down for awhile. It can be perplexing, frustrating, and stressful trying to make sure you don’t screw up and that you make the RIGHT decision. 

The thing is, if it’s the wrong way and you’re seeking God’s will – He’ll let you know and He’ll block you from going down that road.  Or, He’ll reroute you at some point.  He is so good at working His will in our lives, whether or not we cooperate!


So, open that door. Step through it confidently - but humbly. And let God walk through it with you, as He directs your steps and shows you what He has for you, on the other side.

Monday, April 23, 2018

Second Chances



Those who are our leaders are held to a higher standard. It just goes with the territory. We expect them to lead honorable lives, have integrity, and be above moral reproach.

That’s a good leader.

HOWEVER, they are human. And even though I have these expectations for those I follow and admire, I also understand that they aren’t perfect. I want my leaders and teachers to try and lead a straightforward life; but I also need to give them grace and mercy when – heaven forbid – they fall.

We can be so merciless. We can be so hard on people when their mistakes and mess-ups come to light. Repeated wayward choices indicate an unyielding and unrepentant heart. I understand that. But what if it’s one huge mistake and they are deeply sorrowful? What if they truly have been brought to their knees?

Can we forgive? Can we move past it? And most of all, can we let them lead again?

We should. And here’s why…..

We ALL make mistakes. We ALL have made bad choices. None of us is perfect. And who, amongst us, hasn’t wanted some grace and mercy given when we try to better ourselves and move past a huge error in our lives?

We crucify one another so brutally. 

I do believe there should be consequences for our choices. If we break the law, hurt our families, or whatever it is, there will be fall-out and a price to pay for what we’ve done. We need to be held accountable EVEN if we’re terribly sorry. But that doesn’t mean that we can’t regroup, learn from our mistake, grow, and become a more humble leader and teacher, because of it.

I would much rather listen to someone who has felt deep pain and sorrow, than someone who has no need for empathy.

I would much rather follow someone who fell from an honorable place of leadership due to immoral behavior (and has since truly repented), than someone who is legalistic and has no need for grace.

Humility is admirable. It’s approachable. It’s authentic.

Yes, I would love it if most of the leaders I admire, were able to stay on the moral, honorable path in life. But I also love it more, when they can be open about their flaws and their inadequacies in life. Because it helps me feel more normal. It reminds me that we are all struggling in this thing called life. And it eliminates the need to try and be perfect.

Grace. Mercy.  Forgiveness.


We need to be able to give people second chances, because some day, we ourselves, might need one.

Monday, April 16, 2018

When We Look At Ourselves Harshly




I love French fries. I love chips.  There’s nothing wrong with that. Except now, I’m in my middle 40’s and my body is starting to show others how MUCH I love French fries and potato chips.

It’s starting to show how my days are spent more on the computer doing work, than out exercising.

It’s a shift for me.

I used to be very tiny. And I took it for granted.

I’ve never been the best at decorating.

I hate to cook (even though I’ve done it out of love for my family, for years).

I can be a huge dork.

This is me.

I AM middle aged now. It’s crazy to think about. But I have hindsight - and I have vision for the next 20 years, as I strive to do the best for myself I can.

With social media, it can be so easy to see where I fall short. 

I can look at old high school friends on facebook, and see how I have aged, compared with them.

I can see others’ beautifully decorated homes.

The list is endless.

But the blessing of being middle aged, is that it also comes with acceptance. For me, anyways.

I’m ready to give myself grace.

My body is one that shows how my cupboards have been full of snack foods for my kids and their friends. It shows how I’ve dedicated my time online, to give encouragement to others, and impact marriages and families in a real positive way.

My home shows that lots of love has been given here. People have been in and out of those front doors more times than I can count. So it looks a little like the “velveteen rabbit.”

It’s LOVED on.

And honestly? I’d rather have it no other way.

Am I going to give up trying to lose the extra pounds? No.

Am I going to abandon keeping my home pleas-able for those who enter it? No.

We are SO harsh on ourselves. So unforgiving!

We live in a world where comparison is in our face. And yet, we only clutch onto the comparisons where we fall short.

I am ready to love life more. Love myself more.

I am ready to say, “this body gave birth to two children and is no longer a 20 year old body.” And that’s ok. 

I am ready to be less than perfect - but more than free from expectations and standards.

I am ready to relax and truly embrace the life I’ve been given and who I am.

We look at ourselves pretty harshly.  How about we start looking at ourselves with a sense of self-love? How about we acknowledge what we’ve been through in life? Where we’ve been? What we’ve been given?

How about - we start loving ourselves?

I am so ready and motivated. I’m ready to forge forward with grace and mercy on myself.


I hope that for you, as well.