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My husband's coworker had been advertising that she has a few lawn signs and bumper stickers of a particular president/vice president candidate for people that wanted them. I thought about getting one but the thought was quickly redirected. Honestly, I felt that publicizing my loyalty to this candidate was somehow going to welcome trouble. Isn't that crazy? Land of the free, home of the brave...It might have been a stretch to think that showing support of a candidate would make us targets for hate. But that was the thought I had, so I ended up not being brave enough to want to display the sign or bumper sticker; the other's  supporters might see it as a welcome sign for hate.  That's what the world has become, a welcome sign for hate! *********************************************************************************** Earlier this past week, I was driving and I noticed that the cars in front of me were not moving but instead were letting drivers come out of an intersecti...

Last Sunday, I set out to do something I had never done before and it was one of the hardest things I've ever done in my 35 years of living.  I STARTED JUICING One week later, during my self-reflection, three thoughts became prominent: Make every effort to take care of your health. You can do ANYTHING you put your mind to. Don't go back to something you already came out of. My husband has juiced before and has been successful with it. But anytime he made a juice for me, I would drink it with a meal. He told me that the juice was supposed to be a meal replacement. I never joined him with his juicing because substituting a drink for food didn't make sense to me at all. I loved food way too much and didn't understand how just juice could possibly be enough. So why juice now?  Well, I eat a lot. More specifically, I snack ALL the time. In middle school, I was called Big Hungry. I would eat snacks in class, on the bus, everywhere. If there was food, Big Hungry was eating it....

The Bible says that "to everything there is a season". It mentions a season of sowing and reaping, a time to laugh and a time to cry, a time to live and a time to die, etc.  Seasons are such an interesting thing. There are the four seasons: fall, winter, spring, and summer. There are seasons that represent different stages in life. There are things that we thought would last forever, but alas when they don't, we say they were seasonal. With every season, there is a change. It's not immediate (most of the time). You don't just go to sleep freezing on last day of winter and wake up to a warm spring day. The change is gradual. Seasonal changes have different effects on us, but no matter how much we do or don't want to welcome the changes, they are inevitable and we have to decide how we will react to them. With the recent turn of the season from summer to fall, the weather isn't the only thing that has changed in my life. I truly am embracing a season of ...

I was blessed to be able to celebrate turning 35 this past Wednesday! Here I was starting a new chapter, and the next day was the start of a new month. For some reason, I felt a sadness start to creep in and I can't even give a viable reason for why it happened. Thursday was a busy day that took a toll on me emotionally. It started out with anxiety and progressed quickly to irritability. That morning, I took my infant to the doctor for his two-month checkup. At the appointment, I was given a form to fill out which asked questions about my mental health since having the baby. I answered honestly about my feelings and the doctor consequently asked me if I'd thought about talking to a counselor or therapist. I definitely have. Not even because of having a baby, but just because of life. I had seen therapists/psychiatrists before including in college and even while working as a teacher. In recent years, I hadn't made it a priority although it could have been beneficial. My husb...