• Why a song might not just be a song [baby it’s cold outside]

    There’s been a debate going around about the “baby it’s cold” song, and it’s relation to sexual assault. I’ve seen people bashing (and I don’t say that lightly) the people behind the debate- the people who find this song offensive. I personally have never paid attention to the lyrics, but when I saw people posting on Facebook how people are becoming offended by everything, I decided to look into it. I can see it- why these people would be offended. I can understand their reasoning. I can understand it all too well. But, I do understand that this song was written in a time where it didn’t have that type of meaning. It…

  • One day is today.

    This month marks five years since I was first diagnosed with a temperamental heart. I’ve gone to more doctor appointments than I can count, and the longest I think I’ve ever gone in between appointments has maybe been around three months. Today, I was cleared for six months. SIX. I’ve been cleared for that long before, but I ended up going in earlier for an appointment. I’m really hoping this six months is really six months. I used to walk out to my car, upset, frustrated, mad at my body, mad at God. Honestly mad at everything. I would question why me. I would sit in my car and cry. I…

  • Lessons from my first year of marriage.

    Tomorrow is one year since I married my best friend. I’ve learned a lot of things in this past year. I’ve learned that when they say “marry your best friend“, you should take that seriously. I know what it’s like to be mixed with the wrong people, and I can tell you that being in a relationship with the right person is amazing. Being able to wake up next to your favorite person is something worth waiting for. I’ve learned the importance in finding someone that truly loves you. A person that loves you when you’re mad. A person that loves you when you’re happy, and sad. A person that…

  • Left vs Right

    These are two medications I take daily. The left is a medication for my heart. It works to slow my heart down and allows my heart rate to be normal around 75% of the time. It doesn’t make my life normal but manageable. The right is an antidepressant. I have taken it for the last two years to help with depression and anxiety. It allows it to be reduced tremendously. It’s not a ‘happy pill’ but it makes every day a little more manageable. Both help me daily to be healthy so I can be the best wife and mother I can be. Yet, the one on the left society…

  • The number on the scale is just a number- not your worth.

    Yesterday I shared a post on facebook. It was about a young women who now knows her self-worth and the love of Jesus, and happens to weigh 50 lbs more than she did previously during the years of her struggles and unhappiness. Someone made a comment on the post I shared saying that they are tired of women saying they only love themselves when they’re fat, and that it’s their way of making excuses to eat unhealthy [or in their words, like crap]. This saddens me because we live in a society where women [and men] are made to feel unworthy based on their appearance. For some reason the world…

  • Admitting is half the battle.

    I’m exhausted. Two years ago I began taking an antidepressant. It helped, and I knew it helped. But it wasn’t till the past few weeks that I realized how much it helped. Five weeks ago, after my son was born, my prescription also ran out. With being new to motherhood, and putting everything into taking care of my baby, I’ve put myself on the back burner- like trying to renew my meds. I was off of them the first trimester of my pregnancy, and I could tell a difference in myself, but I honestly thought it was just pregnancy hormones- now I know this feeling isn’t and wasn’t just hormones.…