No thanks. The place most discussions about “Good Christian Women” begins is usually the list we find in Proverbs 31 that is taught as a goal and not for what it is: a proverb. For a refresher, a proverb makes … Continue reading A Discussion on the Struggles of a Christian Woman
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I want to be doing my best. I want to be succeeding. I want to be kicking ass but apathy. I have nothing in me that pushes me forward and I have no one to tell it to. Depression straight … Continue reading Send me Home
I try not to rant or vent on here (an argument can be made for me failing miserably at this but until now it remains undisputed). Today, I can’t seem to resist. What has to be understood is a successful … Continue reading The First Fight.
So I know the title of this isn’t actually correct but If I don’t do something funny with the fact that I was visiting a town called “bathroom”, I might as well retire. So after my vomit and travel-induced coma … Continue reading Discovering the Banos
There are many different things that can spur on a writer. Anger, love mistaken for lust, lust mistaken for love, a little more anger, a bit of drunkenness, and a generous handful of adventure. I wouldn’t know, I am no writer. However, fueled by chocolate cake and single malt scotch, I write. Unfortunately, I do not write of lust or love or the things in-between, I speak of disappointment. On that topic, lets begin with people. The truth is the stilts made of abandonment issues that I walk on daily make it quite easy to knock me off my feet, … Continue reading Things I Find in my Drafts Folder
So this happened After a quick sponge bath in the ladies washroom of the airport, I hopped on the shuttle that takes you from the new airport to the old airport (the new one is an hour out of town). … Continue reading Quito to Baños
Something I’ve always wanted to do was choose a last-minute trip based on cheapest flights. This past August, I finally did it. Work was closing for a month and the thought of being in montreal the whole time was positively … Continue reading The Projectile
As per usual, because if history does anything, It repeats itself. I have left my writing project on the back of the top shelf while life happened. My celebrated return is the result of a wonderful blessing: Solo Travel. No … Continue reading Self-discovery, Meditation, or whatever the Shakra is.
Ravens and Goldfish 