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Co-Parenting: When Enough is Enough

Dear God, At times I just need you to hold me and say it is well. I am doing my absolute best and sometimes I feel like it is yet still not enough. Continue to guide me Lord as I try to walk the path you set for me. Life is not easy always but with you life is worth every journey and every obstacle. So I’ll continue to trust you. Just don’t leave me. Amen I’ve been a mom for 21 years. And for most of those years, I’ve been a single mom. That’s not something I set out to be, nor is it something I wear like a badge of honor—but it is something I’m proud of. Why? Simply put…because when others gave up, I didn’t. I’ll be the first to admit, I haven’t been perfect. I’ve dropped the ball. I’ve missed opportunities. I’ve let my kids down at times, by no means am I proud. I’m also the one who showed up, who’s always made ways when I didn’t even know how. I’ve been there at school assemblies, sporting events, parent-teacher conferences, IEP meetings, and disciplinary hearings. I’ve been willing...

Grief: The Gut-Wrenching Truth About Losing a Parent

Dear God, In my pain I turned away. I’m sorry. I was hurt. I blamed you. I was angry. I didn’t know any better. I felt like you took away the joy and peace that you gave me. Im working on knowing that you give and you take and you still love me. Help me to accept your will even when it isn’t my way. Amen Being open about grief isn’t easy when you’re still honestly grieving. I’d be remised if I didn’t acknowledge a few people. First God. Boy I don’t deserve your grace. However, through it all, you always provide it. When I don’t know myself, you are there walking me through. To my mom…your presence and attempted comfort is not overlooked. My children. God knows I would be nothing without you. You call and make me laugh when you don’t know it’s needed. To my best friend, even though you live in Durham you’ve made sure your presence was felt. Forever my girl. I love you forever. God knew I needed you. Last but not least, my headache…the homie, my buddy. You allowed me to experience grief ...