Hope
I decorated my Christmas tree for the first time in four years…
Read MoreDear younger me…
I’ve thought a lot about what I might say to my younger self. Would I tell myself everything I’ve learned in my recovery, or not to date a certain guy, where I should move or work? Honestly, I don’t know that I would have listened…
To that I would add: if allowed space in our mind, comparison will trap us in a spiral, until we reach a point where the idea of contentment is foreign and the way we measure value is skewed.
It starts with the smallest comparison to others, our past self, or the expectations we had for our life.
Read MoreI’ve never seen a recipe listing guilt as an ingredient. But I have seen recipes, menu items, and packaged food claiming the descriptor “guilt free.”
Guilt is something we have assigned to certain food items and ingredients. We label desserts as guilty pleasures and allow our minds to be weighed down by guilt if we consume foods that aren’t “guilt free.”
Read MoreI don’t know who needs to hear this...calories are energy, not the enemy.
Read MoreIn April, I had the opportunity to share a bit of my story and a poem I wrote, at my church’s worship night.
Written at the end of December as I returned to Atlanta, the poem is a reflection on who I was then, in light of how I have grown and changed. I am more whole now. I’ve learned to give myself grace, love myself, and how to walk in joy instead of chasing happiness. It has been a journey, but I am grateful for each step from then to now and how it is continuing to fold. Even the hard and messy parts—I don’t love enduring those, but I can seen the shaping and growth which results.
I’m especially grateful for the people God has used to encourage, love, and guide me over the years. 💕
( I speak about the 51 minute mark )
Read the poem: https://www.sweetcbaking.com/collective/cityofroots