{Very Small, Very Cheap} Book Haul

Since the beginning of 2022, I’ve been plotting. *chuckles darkly* I’ve really wanted to get some real books (aka not digital ones) and spent much time narrowing down my very long list and then selecting several of the cheapest ones. Possibly me XD I love to buy things for other people A couple weeks ago, … Continue reading {Very Small, Very Cheap} Book Haul

The Good Christian: lies that Christians believe

As Christians, it’s easy to fall into the trap that says we have to be perfect. It’s easy to believe that if we’re broken, God must be disappointed in us. When things like mental illness, pain, questions, etc. come up, it is easy to want to hide them because we think that GOOD Christians shouldn’t … Continue reading The Good Christian: lies that Christians believe

Chronicles Of A Chronic Mover 2.0

Hey friends! We officially moved into our new house on October 2nd. *wipes forehead* since then we have been cleaning (lots of cleaning, unfortunately) and unpacking! ANYWAY, moving is a perfect time for funny/weird/laughable things to happen. 😉 Enjoy this segment of Chronicles of a Chronic Mover. 😉 Amazingly, the drive down here went very … Continue reading Chronicles Of A Chronic Mover 2.0

Home (Part 2 of 2)

Kara squirmed. The pew was hard and rigid, but that wasn’t the main reason that she was uncomfortable. She glanced nervously around the sanctuary and tugged at the top of her shirt. It wasn’t that she disliked church. It was just the awkwardness that she didn’t enjoy. She had spent way too many Sunday afternoons … Continue reading Home (Part 2 of 2)

Dear Self, Keep Writing

Photo by JESHOOTS.com on Pexels.com The teen with a mop of un-brushed hair and a chocolate smear on her cheek was lying on her bedroom floor. Her hands on the computer in front of her but her fingers were still. Sleep-deprived eyes roved the screen and disgust was plain on her face. “Hopeless.” She declared … Continue reading Dear Self, Keep Writing

Toilet Paper Famine

Mom’s face was filled with concern as she stared at our nearly empty bathroom closet. She sighed and turned to me. “Vision, it’s almost gone.” Fear thumped loudly in my ears as I processed the sheer weight of her words. I shook my head in disbelief. “Mom, it can’t be...not now...not so soon.” Mom nodded. … Continue reading Toilet Paper Famine