dear dad, isn’t it ironic?

dear dad, you are the one meant to protect, to love, to be trusted. you are the one meant to support, to comfort, to be there. where are you? you are not here. you are alone. i wasn’t safe around you, i needed protection. i fell apart around you, i needed support. isn’t it ironicContinue reading “dear dad, isn’t it ironic?”

Survivors Thriving and Writing

This past weekend, I had an opportunity to go on a retreat called the Survivors Thriving and Writing Retreat. It was created by Tori Hope Peterson who is the leader of The Beloved Initiative Non-profit. She wanted to create a space for survivors of trauma and abuse to learn and grow together in their writing,Continue reading “Survivors Thriving and Writing”

A Broken Girl, a Patient Boy, and a Good God

A few months ago, I shared the story of how Dillon and I began a friendship and how we started dating a year later. God was so kind and so present during that season of life, and He remained that way once Dillon and I started dating. I thought it was fitting to go backContinue reading “A Broken Girl, a Patient Boy, and a Good God”