Defining Life

“Y ou used to share everything. There wasn’t a crevice of her life you weren’t privy to, and the same went for yours.”…” One day it changed. The once welcomed sarcasm became annoying. ” As I was driving home last night a friend sent me the most eye-opening blog pos t I’ve ever read in my life. It was as if it was tailored to me. While she was sending it to me in reference to her life, I sat quietly in my car “amening” every sentence. Disclaimer: I did not read it while I was driving. Please do not text and drive. Anyway, I have no clue who published this but whomever he or she may be, they spoke to my spirit in this piece. Please bear with me while I relate.   “In the absence of a judge or jury we approach the dissolution of friendships with complete finality. There is no room for error or growth. We grew into big girls who still managed to treat our girls and the emotions they invoke, like little girls.” In my personal experience, and I’ll be completely transparent, I...

I’ve had the distinct pleasure of growing up in a family full of COMPLETELY INSANE WOMEN. Yea. I mean, I love them. They’ve made life an interesting rollercoaster ride. Now that I am older, I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I have learned the art of expression. They’ve also shown me how to laugh at things too soon. Out of my entire family, I was always “too soft.” I cried at the drop of a hat. In fact, my cousins use to have me ask my mom to take us to 7-11 and when my mom firmly declined they whisper to me that I should cry so she would say yes. She always did. My family has fought with words and fists. Some have gone years without speaking and some talk every day. Like my cousin Unique, who lived a parallel life to mine. We are best friends. However, she’s crazy and we all know it. Or my cousin Monique who used to comb my hair with a toothbrush. I’m not sure if it was used or not. There’s my aunt who buys a new bed every other month and tells use she’s just living her life...

" Yet knowing how way leads on to way,  I doubted if I should ever come back." -Robert Frost 2016 was not a bad year for me. Maybe because God shined his grace upon me. 2013 was my year of hell…and I think he knew mercy was needed. (insert hysterical laugh). Although 2016 wasn’t as painful for me as most, 2017 has been just what I’ve needed. A reawakening. A reigniting. I mean, there’s no fire blazing from within, but I have logically decided to do better. First, I started a fast with two of my coworkers. And let me just say, whomever decided that life without bread was acceptable is cruel. I’ve found myself crying out to the Lord asking him, “why hast thou forsaken me?” Soon I’ll start telling people to call me Mara. Forgive me for my bible college humor but I’ll have to put that student loan to use somehow. Ok…so… this fast has literally been the cleansing I’ve needed. I feel connected and energized as well as focused. And I am grateful for the accountability I...