OMG. Just stop being so judgmental people.

You’ve never had your child do something and you realized your damn lucky something terrible did not happen? Your heart in your throat? Head pounding as you realize that close call.

Not every one is so lucky that it’s just a close call. A few are so unlucky that after a terror like that, everyone then sits in judgement of their parenting.

Let me tell you something: You don’t know ANYTHING about the parents involved most likely.

Go ahead, feel sorrow for the Gorilla. I know I do..

But, OMG..stop being so judgmental.



When You Need More

I’ve reached that point in my life where I am feeling a “hole” in my life. My 2 boys rarely need my direct help with their schooling. Mostly reminders and consequences of being responsible. While my niece is soon to return to my educational care in about a week, that too is something that I handle with ease.

Kids and Greg at Turkey Creek 2016

Niece, hubby, eldest boy, youngest boy

However, it is those very children that promted me to seek my next step forward in my own life. I am going back to school this fall. My area of study? Communication Sciences & Disorders. I’ve been toying with this in my personal fantasies for such a long time, but never felt I was in a place where I could properly dedicate myself to ensure I did well and could turn it into a successful and meaningful career. In short, I could not afford to waste time and money on it.

Now, I did not suddenly come into riches, so money is still an issue, but I went ahead and took that step and re-applied to the college I attended back in young adult-hood. I actually have quite a few credits and it should only take about a year before I am able to move on from my AA to my Bachelor’s degree. Once I knew what classes I should sign up for this fall, I applied for FASFA online. I am awaiting the results to see what I will receive to help me achieve my goals. Fingers crossed!


I have several reasons for pursuing my career. The first being; I have had a passion for helping children and families achieve their very best. I narrowed it down to the field I have due to speech challenges being rather common in my family. I had it to a small degree, my eldest son (my youngest as well, but he was a “sympathetic speaker” and was actually just mimicking his older brother for awhile), and my niece. My niece is 10 years old and her challenges are far more severe than mine or my own children have ever been. She can not really even read, write, or verbally communicate too well.

The second reason I am pursuing my career is to be able to earn a high enough income that would allow my husband to pursue his passion. He is very good at computer repair, building, solving program challenges, and most other things in running a computer. He would love to have his own business in doing this, but having a steady income insures we can pay the bills. I want to earn enough that this will not be a worry and he could put his time and energy into that dream.

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Hubby, myself, and our daughter

After all, there is no reason I can not help the members of my family, earn a great income, and encouraging my husband to pursue his dreams as well.

I went to a strip club

I can not adequately explain my feelings about this, but this article is profound and really hits me in the heart. I love how the writer reminds us that we are all sinners and that we are not better than others, and vice versa. We must be willing to walk where ever we are sent to reach out to our fellow human beings.

just a jesus follower

strip clubA while back I was asked by a group of pastor’s wives to go with them to strip clubs.

That sentence alone sounds strange. But hang with me.

At first I was a little hesitant. And not for reasons you might think.

I love people. Especially ones who are broken; it’s part of my calling. But, given what I’ve walked through, I know how fragile broken people can be.

And I know how insensitive the church can be.

And I was uneasy.

But, these weren’t just any pastors wives.

They had a vision.

One that longed to love on women that society had thrown aside.

It reminded me a lot of Jesus.

So, I jumped on it.

Their plan was to visit these clubs once a month to deliver a meal and gift baskets. I joined them the first night and I’ll be honest, I had NO IDEA what to expect.

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