Hello people! I’m settled into my small apartment and L O V I N G it! One of the first projects I worked on was the gallery wall behind my sofa. It’s a work-in-progress and I intend to keep it that way – always evolving, photos changing, new art in and out. Continue reading DIY Photo Canvas
The word CHOICE/CHOOSE/CHOSE shows up in my blog title and in multiple blogposts. Taking ownership of my choices has been a huge turning point in my journey of pain in the past decade, and a big game changer in everyday life. Continue reading Evaluating My Choice
I was flat on my back for 3 days over the weekend; think in-door, in-bed, and staring at a white ceiling. Thanks to my chronic pain journey, and a bad flare-up, I could not walk one.single.step. After a couple days of laying there solo my spontaneous friend drove 4 hours just so she could lie in bed beside me communally staring at the ceiling. Continue reading Monday’s Confession: Some Days I Don’t Walk Steady
Out with the black and in with the bright – this room will be soon be “mine”… or at least part of the studio apartment my parents are helping me set up. In the next couple of months the bed with its black comforter will go, along with all the other miscellaneous things that have collected here. And then I’ll renovate it. Well, basically just create a mini art studio and add a mini kitchen table with a mini couch and a mini fridge. Yeah, a lot of mini happening here. 😉 Continue reading Upstairs Apartment Living
Today I really do “get it” – how small I am, how big God is, and how embracing these proportions in my heart changes my perspective on my pain.
A perspective change should actually be called An Everything Changer because it really can change everything, especially how I view God and His work in my life. Continue reading Monday’s Confession: I “Get It” Now
I used to make long lists of goals/resolutions. I lived with this undefined drive that the only way I could be anything, or accomplish anything, in the New Year was by summing it all up in a well-articulated document. And to have this done by the time the clock struck midnight on December 31st. Continue reading I’m Entering 2016 Resolution-less
I am a grateful person, I think, but when I get caught up in the striving to protect myself, the frustration of my limitations, and the hoping-to-clean-up my messy life I do a fine dance with discontentment.
And today, when the US of A is getting all grateful on me for lofty things I’m over here thinking, “God, I just want to get through this day in one piece emotionally. And also, it would be nice if I didn’t have to exit the Thanksgiving dinner to dry heave.”
The thing with 13 helium balloons at a photo shoot with your 22 month old goddaughter is that you’re gonna spend ALL your time keeping the balloons grounded and NO time actually taking those Pinterest-type-awesome-photos you intended to take. NO TIME. And I’m not even joking.
You’re gonna leave all the extra props in the car and your sole desire will be to keep the child smiling and the balloons grounded. Continue reading The Thing With Helium Balloons
I’ve been fairly silent lately*, at least on Facebook and e-mail. I do continue to max my DWQ (daily word quota) at home though – just ask my family. It has become a Terrible Favorite of mine to start talking and then proceed to see how many sentences I can string together before pausing for air. You can ask my family about that too.
But in the last 24 hours I have been mulling over this paragraph from the Jesus Calling devotional:
Don’t let any circumstances intimidate you. The more challenging your day, the more of My Power I place at your disposal. You seem to think that I empower you equally each day, but this is not so. Your tendency upon awakening is to assess the difficulties ahead of you, measuring them against your average strength. This is an exercise in unreality.” Continue reading When Life Intimidates Me
It’s not just chance that I am always wearing some clothing with color, and sometimes A LOT of color all at one time. Neither did I randomly discover the rainbow one day and decide to use it as fashion inspiration. That would be a fun story but that’s not it.
My wearing of color(s) is a deliberate choice I make daily. Every time I put on clothing with color it’s my tip o’ the hat to CHOOSING LIFE.
A year ago when I was still steeped in depression, but pretending I was okay, getting dressed was the worst.thing.ever. Most days the act of keeping myself alive took everything I had. Continue reading #wearcolordaily