Psalm 18 was part of my Bible reading this morning. It’s one of my very favorite psalms but I got to verse 43 & the 1st part of it sent me into considerable thought. “You have freed me from the feuds among the people…” There’s so much I miss about my old life. So much still

Y’all.

God help the people who make abuse survivors regret ever coming forward for the sake of others. Oh no no no no no. Think no light thing of it.

I have to tell y’all something. For the last 48 hours my physical pain has dropped to about 20% of what it has been for — I’m not exaggerating — YEARS. And it could even get better than that! I’ve had this constant sense in the last two days of, whose body is this??? Y’all

I’m the luckiest.

When Keith built our house 12 years ago, he built a chest of drawers into my closet. One drawer had a lock & key. I was so excited I immediately put something in it & locked it. Haven’t found the key since. Lol. I have 0 idea what’s in it. It’s not jewelry or journals. I wear my

Y’all, I have to be willing to say I’m sorry on here or I’ll have to get off. I’m too active on here & say too much stuff off the cuff. I may not get why something offended but what does it hurt me to just say I’m sorry? If that’s what somebody sincerely needs, so be it. And if

Listen, I was just about to get on here and say how much I love peanut butter & jelly sandwiches (for real) but I know y’all I interact with so well, I knew y’all’d feign some kind of offense to see if I’d apologize to you. See??? Y’all are the very reasons i get in trouble.