Dying to Fit In

You can have fake pets, a fake girlfriend and a fake life. You never have to live your life on your own merrits because you can just steal or borrow from the one beside you. We are already dead trying to fit into a life that we have long outgrown. How can we journey into the unknown when we have fear just leaving out our front door.

The Barbaric Loss of Innocence

“Tell me sir if you will, where in the Bible does it state that it’s ok to judge others based purely on assumption? Can you see now who is the lesser evil between the two?” ― Sofea Shah From the very start of our our conception the dreams and implications of the ways of another…

Behind the Scenes of My Face of Daisy Interview (and other ramblings)

When it happened he was like a bat out of hell terrorizing the place. I mean it was complete and utter chaos. Bruiser started howling, Latte was barking, my son was now into my make up and it was like everything I needed had magically disappeared.  I kinda laughed as the minutes ticked down and just decided to let it play out the way it was going to. Look for what I needed. Put on what I found. Laugh at my hair as it just had this possessed mind of its own. The old me would have been reduced into tears. The mom in me just laughed. All this chaos and all I could think was no matter what happens this is all an incredibly journey.

Evil Children and the Cost of Fame

As I lay in bed writing this post I am thankful for the coffee by my bed side and that my son is safely tucked in bed.  It has taken days to wrap my head around the tragedy that has unfolded in BC.  As a parent it is every women’s worst nightmare and as a…

“Are humans being concerned more with having than being?”

I don’t think that we have any intentions of living our life this way. Well I know for me growing up on the farm wasn’t like that. We wore hyper colors, short shorts, knee socks and more often than not we either were covered in dirt or heaven forbid one of those big ol cow…

Ramblings of a tortured mine

My goal these days is to write down my feelings and thoughts like it was a journal. I post it publicly to hold me accountable. Thinking carefully about what I write in the sense we all fear to be judged. By others, the outside world, the inside world but we forget who’s opinion matters the…

Obedience?

Last night as I was doing the scroll laying in bed I happened apon an excerpt that I couldn’t believe was even out there. The passage was talking about the number one reason why marriages fail is because women fail to be obedient to their husbands. Obedient? That is the number one reason marriages fail?…