I’m currently sitting here trying to get started. I have an internal battle, and since this is my first post in almost 4 years, I just don’t even know how to start. What to start with. Then satan’s lie of “No one cares what you have to say” creeps in. He throws another lie “You’re not interesting enough, smart enough, or good enough to do this.” I start typing something, and he makes me doubt the validity of it “this isn’t anything important enough to write about”. I’ve been battling these lies for weeks now. Trying to put to words what is on my heart. Trying to use my life, my experiences, my thoughts on things to help maybe one person out there. Because God is leading my heart towards it. Then satan reminds me of the people in my life who have said “No one cares” to me. Who have joked at my expense about what I feel is important. Ridiculed me. Satan used their “joking” to fill my head with lies that would be a stumbling block. But God. A good reminder in the Bible during situatio
Ten years. Well, in reality, we're talking more like eleven. Ten years in the sense that ten years ago today my ex-husband walked out on me and the girls. Eleven in that there has been a lot that happened from 2004 until now. It's a long time, but it really isn't. It seems like so long, but it seems like it flew by. A lot has happened in the past eleven years. I feel a bit overwhelmed as I sit here and think back. It has been a long, winding, and rough road. So many ups and way too many downs. I had two kids, a marriage and divorce. I lost two brothers, which took my feet right out from under me. Got engaged, broke off said engagement. Battled depression. Got in shape and fell in love with CrossFit (It's my therapy). Raised two girls through their single digit years. Went through 2 cats, 2 turtles, are on our 3rd and 4th birds. Moved 3 times in less than 2 years, having lived at our current residence for 10 years now. Along with a variety of other things. This