Ashlin B
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I got an e-mail from one of my readers about my last blog post on forgiveness. Our stories are similar, it felt like I was reading an e-mail from myself a few years ago. I started asking myself what the most valuable thing I’ve learned on this current road of forgiveness has been and I instantly knew.…
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My knees sunk into the carpet and I found myself crouching down in the tiny space between my couch and coffee table. I broke in a way that life had not allowed until that moment. I broke for the younger version of myself, the one who became numb in order to survive the pain. I wept…
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I’ve always been in love with the blue hour. The blue hour is that little span of time before the sunrise and after the sunset when the sun is sitting far below the horizon. It’s when the sky is trying to hold on to both morning and evening. It can’t let go, but it knows it has…
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My first warning sign should have been that he took me to a really horrible buffet and I said nothing. That being our first time out, I should have questioned whether or not I was on a dead-end road. But I’ve always been someone who can find a way to make the dullest things seem enchanting. So, I…
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The subject line of her e-mail was: Please help me. I read her words and my heart felt their weight. Just a few short years ago I was sitting in a similar place myself, reaching through the darkness for someone to give me something to hold on to. Her e-mail reminded me that there are so many people…
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I started writing this from a hotel restaurant that overlooks the city, after a week that could easily be classified as one of the most exhausting of my life. I kept thinking back to a morning a few weeks ago. After waking up, I drug myself upstairs to find my roommate brewing a fresh pot of…
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We were talking about small victories, about the little choices we make along the path of finally moving on. She and I both have our stories. We have our chapters where we had everything we thought we wanted, and turned the page to find out that those were the things we could not keep. My fingers pressed the buttons…
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My breakfast yesterday morning was a sleeve of saltine crackers in the Publix parking lot. I woke up with a headache that could make a grown man cry. I swallowed three Advil before crawling out of bed and slapping Icy Hot on my forehead. That isn’t something I would normally do, but desperate times and all that……
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The most frustrating part about my life lately is that God took running away from me. He took the one thing that I was clinging to. Which He should have, because I was clinging to something other than Him. Because I swear, there were days at the gym that I’d be gritting my teeth and muffling…
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I thought I was doing really well. I was settling back into life in Georgia and feeling pretty accomplished. I found a place to live, a job, a gym, a routine. I was running, I was working, I was doing well in school, I was laughing with my friends. I was set. All at once, it came…
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