Our job isn’t to change people. To make them different or same like us. Forcing them into a perfectly shaped steeple. As they sit in rows quiet and straight, Hiding from others. Afraid of the potential hate. We live in a world that’s black or white. It’s one or the other, not full of color….
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Here’s to the Ones
Here’s to the ones that left their homes, Headed for school or work alone. Grabbed their keys and got in theirs cars, Praying for a normal day, not one with scars. Here’s to the ones at the wrong place and time. Wrongly accused of an inconceivable crime. Put on trial with minimal evidence, Death row…
A Confession and My Purple Jeep
I sat silently in a car full of noise on the side of a very busy road. A few minutes earlier my precious 1998 Jeep Cherokee decided it was time to rest. With my flashers on I slowly rolled it to a stop on the side of the road. Semi’s and cars whizzed past us…
To My Daughter’s Birth Mother
Ever since you came into our lives I haven’t been able to go one day with out thinking about you. You created our daughter and I see you in her everyday. Her sweetness, her beautiful skin, and her small frame is from you. You went through the nausea, the heart burn, the food cravings, food…
Cinderella: The Hidden Message
Recently, I went to see the new movie Cinderella with my daughter. It was beautifully done with a great message, “Have courage and be kind” in all circumstances. You all know the story, we grew up with this treasure, but have you ever thought about what Cinderella had to go through to get to the…
Dance with my Father
(written 12/07/2014) It has been some time since I have sat down to write. Ive missed it. It is as if a part of me is missing, a chapter out of my own book that has been ripped out or maybe just not written yet. Writing is my way of expressing how the Holy…
Something Better
(this was written July 2014 as we were going through our adoption process) It was Wednesday morning July 16th and I had just arrived at my parents house to hang out with my mom on her day off. As I was sitting there I received an email from our consultant (and friend) Katie, telling us…
Hope Matters 