The beautiful, the messy, and everything we dont say out loud…
Welcome to Still A Wildflower
Somewhere between raising kids, navigating relationships, divorce, getting married the 2nd time, getting older, and trying to figure out what comes next, I realized something.
Apparently, we’re still figuring life out at 53.
This is a place for the conversations we don’t always have out loud. The complicated relationships. The changing seasons. The faith that gets tested. The laughter, the heartbreak, the hot flashes and those moments when you wonder how the hell you got here.
No perfect lives. No pretending. Just honest stories about being a woman who’s lived a little, learned a lot, and is still becoming.
Because growing older doesn’t mean we’re done growing.
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Relentless Pursuit
I keep coming back to Psalm 139. It has always been one of the most beautiful Psalms to me, but I think I understand it differently now than I did years ago. God examines my heart. He knows everything about me. He knows when I sit down and when I get up. He knows my…
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Twelve Years Is a Long Time
I wrote a devotion about the woman in Mark 5 many years ago. Back then, twelve years was just a number in her story. But today, reading the story of the bleeding woman, those twelve years stood out so much more. Because it has been twelve years since my own life blew up. Twelve years.…
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Apparently 53 Has Its Own Set of Rules
I don’t remember agreeing to any of this. Apparently somewhere around 53, the rules change and there is no handbook for it. Let’s start with hormones. What the hell is going on with this body of mine? Actually, is it even mine anymore? Because there are days I would genuinely like to climb out of…
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When You Start Trusting Your Own Voice Again…
About twelve years ago, I lost my way. That’s a story for another day. And trust me, it’s a story. I made choices that hurt a lot of people. Not strangers. People I loved. People who loved me. My own flesh and blood. There isn’t a prettier way to say that, and I’m not going…
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Here I Go Again…
Well, here I go again. Another blog. Another adventure of writing. I love it, but I have to admit, it’s intimidating. Writing puts you out there. It asks you to be vulnerable and transparent and to share your heart. Life is full of valleys of heartache and mountaintops of full hearts and joy. I wanted…
