I bawled my eyes out, the tears streamed for an entire morning, I was spent. Sometimes you just gotta cry, get it out. For days I had been contemplating my place in this world and whether it was time to recognize that my dreams were a thing of the past.
Remnants of Hope
As I sit waiting for some brilliant, creative idea to drop from the heavens so I can start writing again, I find myself reflecting over the past few years. In October of 2015, I was invited to contribute as a blogger for Huffington Post. In December of that same year, I sustained a life-altering concussion. […]
My Heart Cry for Hope
I find myself sitting here with tears rolling down my cheeks as I watch some of the pre-pre-game stories before the Superbowl this afternoon. I’m not a huge football fan but I try to keep up so I can have conversations with those who are passionate about it, and I do usually watch this particular game […]
7 Apples on a Saturday Night | Dreams are So Overrated
Have you ever had your dreams squashed, told they were pie in the sky or that they could never possibly happen? I’m guessing it crushed a wee bit of your soul, left you deflated and maybe even left you wondering whether it was a pipe dream or not. Do you know what “Follow Your Dreams” […]
7 Apples on a Saturday Night | Hope Springs New
As many of us celebrate this Easter weekend, there is so much symbolism embodied in it. Whether or not you take part in remembering the death and resurrection of Christ, this weekend is synonymous with renewed hope . Everywhere around us we see life begin again. You can’t fight it, stop it or deny it. […]
