If I Could Talk to the Girl I Was

If I Could Talk to the Girl I Was

If I could go back twenty years, and talk to the girl I was, I would tell her these three things. First, control is an illusion. You don’t have it. You never will. The harder you grip that wheel, the more out of control you’ll spin. You’ll spend so much of your time and strength [...]

A Story of Strength

A Story of Strength

Over and over again, I have learned where my strength truly lies. I thought surviving alcohol addiction and overcoming a lifelong eating disorder made me strong. I thought witnessing my child win her battle with cancer made me strong. I thought surviving the death of my father, my beautiful niece, my sister-in-law, and the murder [...]

Redeeming Rain

Redeeming Rain

Redeemed by His blood, That pours down like rain. Cleansing my soul, Removing its stains. Showering me in Grace, For all I have done. With the promise of eternity, My chains are undone. Shattering the darkness, Restoring the light. Lifting my blindness, Returning my sight. Bearing the scars, Taking my shame. Setting me free, Through [...]

Category 5

Category 5

We didn’t need the confirmation. We already knew. We felt the devastating winds. Saw with our own eyes, all the storm surge swept away. We’ve lived in the aftermath. Without help. Without relief. Relentlessly. Since that day. We’ve keenly felt the deaths. The catastrophic devastation. The destruction to our homes and cities. Our livelihoods. Our [...]

I Thought I Knew

I Thought I Knew

Image by Cindy K. Sickle The evening after, the sun set,with a resounding orange,that set fire to what remained.Broken trees. Barren roads.The shattering complete.I thought I was strong.Until I saw the young boy,standing before what used to be his home.“It’s gone, he said, but we’re still here.”That’s when I knew. I knew nothing of strength [...]

The Scarlet Ibis

The Scarlet Ibis

When I was a young girl, my Dad introduced me to The Scarlet Ibis by James Hurst. A beautifully haunting short story about two brothers and the wonderful, terrible truth about pride. It was something Dad and I talked of often. I shared it with my girls. When Dad passed in 2010, I had a [...]