When we reach the end of ourselves.

I hope you know you're not the only one who feels the way you feel. You are not the only one who struggles. You are not the only one with questions. You deserve to be heard, to be known. You deserve love.

You deserve love.

You deserve a place that feels like home. You deserve someone to pull you past the broken moments, to catch you when you fall. To be told that you exist, that you change a room, that your presence is significant. Ears to hear you, hear your stories, hear you laugh. To hear your questions, and to say they matter.

Your questions matter.


Your story is one that was written with purpose. It’s still being written. Sometimes we suffer. Sometimes we stumble, we fall, and we can’t see how we can possibly get up. Our hearts break, our world seems to get darker, we feel alone. But through those struggles you learn and you grow. You figure out who you are.

It's fun to watch yourself grow. When you can look back, maybe a year, and see what has changed.
For the positive, for the negative? That's always the interesting part.
Maybe, we've learned to love unconditionally or we have hope, a reason, for once in our life.

I know, for myself, that if certain things hadn't taken place then I'd be the same person, no goals, no ambition, no hope. But, I know now that despite feeling quite alone in this very large world, I'm not alone. I've always known that we're only given what we can handle, but I've learned that it's not necessary to go through trials, alone. I've learned this through a single person who has helped me grow, through countless ways.

We have to choose to ask for help when we reach the end of ourselves. If I hadn't, I would have never learned the things I had learned. Things that significantly alter my opinion, views, and thoughts

Emmet Fox said, "Any difficulties that can come to you at anytime, no matter what they are, must be exactly what you need most at the moment, to enable you to take the next step forward by overcoming them. The only misfortune, the only real tragedy, comes when we suffer without learning the lesson."

Think Pink!

It's Breast Cancer Awareness Month!
My favorite thing to support!
NorCal Think Pink pretty much takes over Redding for a day. On the third Thursday in October, volunteers dress up in all pink and take over the town post office and MD imagining downtown.
It's a 14 year city tradition.


I just ordered this awesome shirt to support.




This year means more to me than any in the past. I recently found out that an old Primary teacher was diagnosed with breast cancer in July of this year. I've read her posts. Her fear is admirable. Her strength is incredible. Her faith is inspiring. She has a young daughter and a wonderful husband who support her through it all. Along with all the friends from church who kneel down and pray for her recovery, each night. It's touching to see people supporting each other, and I love it.

I wear pink for all the warriors, do you?