life
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My Work Story
I recently wrote out my sick story, but felt compelled this morning to write out my work story. This is not just all the jobs I have worked, but my experiences and growing passion for conservation. I did it to remind myself of all the wonderful experiences I have had and, honestly, to remind myself Continue reading
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This is My Story, This is My song…
Coming to terms with how much pain and hurt I have stored in my body is not easy. I’ve carried the wounds since I was 6. 6 to 31, years of reinforcement, years of hiding, years of surviving…. honestly, years of dismissal, disbelieving that my wounds needed caring, healing, or validation. Instead, praying them away, Continue reading
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What you Love
I think I was taught that my loves were silly compared to Christ, or a spouse, or children I may have, or saving the world, or working my job. My loves may seem small but they make up who I am and get me through the day. Without Steve Irwin, small creatures, Phil Collins, violins, Continue reading
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Hurting
I used to see all those years of hurting as wasted. Why didn’t I stand up for myself? Why did I let them hurt me? Why didn’t I care for myself? But now I see that my hurting was the only way I knew how to believe in myself. In the midst of voices telling Continue reading
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Alone in Anxiety
Last week, I went to the movies by myself. I went to distract and treat myself in the midst of worrying over another sleepless night. But as I sat, alone, in the dark theater, loud and colorful images and sounds flashing in front of me, I felt trapped and lonely. I felt overwhelmed with fear Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 