Carry the Message of Hope

The following conversation took place while I was speaking with the inmates at the Milwaukee women's prison this past Friday night. Me: "Welcome ladies! Thanks for joining me tonight." Woman: “You don’t look like one of us.” Me: “One of who?” Woman: “One of US!” She points to herself and her friends. “You don’t like... Continue Reading →

Lost Time

Over the past few weeks, I've been digging through my house trying to find items to sell in an upcoming rummage sale. Most of the items are my daughters, and as time has passed and she has accumulated more and more things, our home has started to feel slightly claustrophobic. Still, I’m having a hard... Continue Reading →

Thoughts on Change

Change. I wasn't always the type of mom who took the time to braid her daughters hair, or read her books at bedtime, or paint her fingernails 5 different colors. I wasn't always the type of mom who let her daughter crawl into bed with her after she’d had a nightmare. I wasn’t always prepared... Continue Reading →

Cry

When I was a child, I was convinced that adults never cried. I thought that maybe someday I would reach an age where crying would no longer be my emotional response to things like fear, stress or anger. When this change didn't occur, I started to see those who did not cry as strong, and myself... Continue Reading →

#HOPE

Last night I stopped at the gas station on my way home. There was a man walking around asking for change, which is not unusual in Milwaukee. I’ve learned how to say no when necessary. But there was something about this man that caught my eye. He looked strikingly similar to a young man I... Continue Reading →

Eyes Wide Open

“From the moment I started working towards a solution - instead of obsessing over the problem - I felt immediate relief! I am no longer afraid.” Vanessa Day

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