adventure
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seeing through the darkness…
“I am going to make a guess that you want to live in a cabin one day. One more rustic. A bit of age to it for enhanced character.”We were walking down the main street in Park City on the way to lunch – jumping around in conversation covering the many facets of life.“Ha, and Continue reading
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a divine encounter in chicago…
“Excuse me miss, you look so familiar.”I was walking back to my car in Chicago when he stopped me.“Do I know you from somewhere?” he asked.(This question has been a reoccurring one in my life. And I am at 0 out of about a 1,000 for actually knowing the person.)“I am a little far from Continue reading
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even if not for a lifetime…
It was an afternoon in early April.We were sitting on his bedroom floor (once our office) in our apartment about to make our final decision – do we keep trying or do we officially let this see a conclusion?We had been broken up but still living together for the past four months.I knew what needed Continue reading
About Me
I am a woman on a mission to turn her pain into purpose using her passion for writing. This blog is the journey of my becoming, excerpts from the pages of my book of life – the good and bad and everything in between – written with the intent to heal, to guide, to inspire…
I write to document the tale of a heroine slaying every dragon that comes her way for she knows she is the only one who can save herself.
I write to tell the story of a woman brought back to life; a chronicle of rebirth to show the power of hope and redemption.
I write to give meaning to every yes spoken – whether in shouts or whispers, in fear or bravery.
I write to share with the world the story of what happens when one believes in the beauty of a better tomorrow. What happens when one refuses to settle for anything less than butterflies. What happens when a mere spark you defiantly declined to let go out ignites into an inferno.
I write to open the eyes of all those who feel like the victim in their own story to see that they are not helpless or damaged or weak. They are in control. They have everything within to become the victor.
I write to speak life into the grieving to allow words laced in truth and love to mend the wounds inhibiting the heart from moving forward.
I write for the invisible to feel seen. I write to lead us all on the journey to the happily ever after….it is waiting to be lived by each of us <3
Clandestine Confessions 