Crystal
Grief
Twenty-three and Eleven are not just random numbers. The first number, 23, is when I became an only child. The second number is when I became an orphan. My parents died 30 days apart and even though my Dad died in 2008, he stopped living the day my Mother died. God just granted him his…
Weight
We are obsessed with weight. If someone is skinny, they hear “You’re Anorexic!” If they are cubby, they hear “You could stand to lose a few pounds.” I have heard both statements and both hurt. So the hidden message is I’m not loveable unless I gain or lose weight. Ouch! Mirrors were not a friend…
Rain
I saw you roll your eyes at the very mention of the word, rain. I love a simple rain shower. It brings out the child buried within me. My brother and I played in the rain as kids. It was actually a storm and there were small pieces of hail mixed in with the rain.…
Identity
Who we are and where we came from seems to be all the rage these days. With genealogy websites popping up on the internet and the DNA testing being advertised on TV and on the internet. But what if our focus on finding out who we are shifted. Instead of where in the world did…
Peace
John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you, I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. This verse strikes several chords within me. First is Peace. Oh how I long for peace. What does peace mean to…
insecurities…again
Insecurities happen because our view of ourselves has been derailed by others. Yes, others not us. Think about it this way, we experience at a young age hurtful words or actions. We take those experiences and store them. Sometimes the storing is unintentional, while other times we are very intentional. We want to figure out…
Fear…
Fear is a minion that robs us of joy… I am a runner. Not like what you think of, but in that I run from things. I was not always that way. I guess the saying is true, “With age comes wisdom.” But I would add to that “with age comes fear.” Fear based on…
Enough – Abbastanza (Italian)
There’s a word that says so much—Please stop, I’m done, and content. Going on vacation can be stressful. Watching how my parents prepared for a trip taught me what not to do and yet, somehow, i do. I never realized what anxiety looked like… As a child, my Dad yelled, my Mom would cry, then…
