I embraced a stranger today. I held her, my arms surrounding her with fullness, depth, and intention. Then I whispered the words we both needed to here. "You are not alone."
I am white. I have spent the majority of my life explaining to people that “No, I’m not white…I’m Puerto Rican, I’m Hispanic…Yes, both of my parents are Puerto Rican…No, I’m not half white, I’m 100% Puerto Rican.”
For five years I struggled with infertility. At the beginning of our marriage it was difficult, but as time went on a difficult situation turned into desperation and I felt like my life was spiraling out of control.
Motherhood should be about love and understanding, but too often is it riddle with judgement. On age alone, I was technically teen mother. Despite graduating from a top high school in Florida at 16, despite entering into my junior year at the University of
A couple years ago I went to Haiti on a missions trip. I was prescribed Docycylin as an anti malaria medication. So, I took it. I read the directions, and took the medication exactly how I was directed to. I’m all about directions and knowing
Sometimes, we scroll to escape, scroll to avoid, scroll to numb. But, the more we scroll, the more a part of soul slips into a pit of mangled distraction and lies. We believe the lie. "Just a few more minutes and surely rest will come." Yet,