Several months ago during one of my many trips to pick up a prescription for Mama, I was sitting in the Walgreens drive thru just wailing. There were cars in front of me and cars behind me. I didn’t care. I was in the absolute fire and it was hard. I was listening, almost feeling …
The Only One
The thing about suffering is that we often believe that we are the only ones who have ever known pain. No one else’s pain or trials could compare to our own. Perhaps it’s that tiny part of us that want our stories to be listened to but at the very least, acknowledged. In my own …
Life’s a Stage
We begin this life outside of the womb as an infant. Then, we progress through all of the stages -- the toddler, the child, the tween, the teen, and then, finally, we arrive to adulthood. Even diapers have "stages" on them. Or, at least they used to when my kids were little. We couldn't wait …
Finally Coming Into My Own
For a while now, I've wondered when I would begin to feel like I was making progress in the right direction. I've prayed for God to heal my heart and to fix what I couldn't fix. But, I never imagined that it could happen without me even realizing it. How can that even happen? But, …
Take It Apart and Fix It
I have a new fire pit that I bought myself for Christmas. It's a tabletop pit that fits into the umbrella hole for the patio table. I had not pulled it out of the box but when I did, I quickly realized the table I had would not work with the set up. The small, …
Something New
A friend recently told me about her idea to turn her property into an event center. Those who know me well know that made my heart skip a beat. Planning events is my jam. I believe I am good at it and I really enjoy it. I blame that on my mama and raising me …
Revive Yourself
Being introspective is not for the faint of heart. If we’re doing a good job of it, we have to be able to look at all the parts of ourselves. And, then be willing to call ourselves out on the things that no longer serve us well. Lately, I’ve found myself hoping and praying for …
Fragility
I’m sitting in a hospital room listening to the whizzing noise of a bi-pap machine. The room smells clean and sterile, and the air is cool. I hear voices in the hallway and carts rolling by with nurses hurrying to take care of their patients. The seconds on the clock tick slowly by and the …
Hot Garbage
I preface this post with this…I know that it can be worse and I know many were not as fortunate as I. But I feel like hot garbage. The kind that’s been rummaged through by rabid raccoons on a hot August day. For the second time in this pandemic, I have COVID. The first round …
This Part of the Story
I’ve recently made a big push to try and build my following. I’ve posted on my personal social media pages, my author social media pages, and even paid for advertising. I posted in local discussion groups and my high school alumni group. I know success isn’t built overnight but right now I’m feeling like there’s …
Messpot Diaries 