A woman's life is on hold after her children no longer are in her care, but his love helps her find herself again.

A woman's life is shattered after losing her children, but she finds love and healing with Devin, who helps her piece her heart back together.

Just an insight on how my husbands days off are some of the hardest in this time of waiting. How I see what he's been told growing up is taking a toll on him. And over all how I would wait for him because God tells me what to do and how to do it.

I’ve written about this before, but here goes again — there is a pervasive myth about addiction and recovery. It’s a simple myth. They say you have to hit rock bottom before you can recover. What is rock bottom? People will tell you that it varies by individual, that your rock bottom and mine might not be the same.

"A Love to Conquer" is a heartfelt poem about Devin, a kind-hearted and loving man overcoming his struggles with the support of someone who sees his true worth. Together, they face challenges and emerge stronger, their love conquering all.

This blog is just a little intro into me and my husbands life and how finding god again is helping me fight for my marriage in the scariest and hardest season so far.

A heart-wrenching story of a woman's sacrifice, giving up her son to a loving family due to financial struggles. Now, she's working to better herself, hoping to be part of his life, driven by a mother's enduring love

Memories linger, echoes of laughter past, memories that will never be forgotten and the closeness and love the family shared

A love letter to my love, reminding him of his worth and impact he's had on my life and i love and everything he does won't go unnoticed

5 minute marketing tip to implement today - You probably should do it...trust me! Also, I need 100 characters

Here’s a 10-Day Self-Help Challenge to Reduce Judging Others, designed to be honest, practical, and gentle transformation. This is not about shame or perfection. It’s about awareness, compassion, and rewiring habits that most humans pick up without realizing it.

I was divorced in August 2022. He died in August 2025 a month before I was to be remarried. I do not know how he died, I found out on Facebook that he was gone. His sister will not answer any questions. And now his creditors are coming after me.

When everything finally goes quiet, she realizes that silence can be louder than fear. Trapped between a past that refuses to let go and a choice that could change everything, one ordinary night becomes a test of courage, truth, and survival. As tension builds and secrets surface, she must decide whether to keep running from the pain-- or stand still long enough to face it. This short story is gripping, emotional journey through fear, resilience, and the moment a person discovers they are stronger than the life trying to break them.

I sit in the dark while the world sleeps, tracing the cracks in myself no one will ever see. Late nights are when honesty feels dangerous, when my wounds speak, and the shadows finally know my name.

This is a letter I wrote to my younger self that has helped me on my healing journey from trauma, domestic violence, and what I have overcome since then.

My wife and I are separated and it hurts. 7+7 means the time together 7 years together and 7 years married in total 14. The devil is what I jokes about calling her This is just me sharing my pain

When I met my future ex-husband it was 2001. 911 had happened a few months ago and I was searching for friends. Friends to go out with, do things, instead of just staying home reading. I met Him. We became best friends and started dating quickly. We met each others parents. Things were going well. We became engaged a year later, and married in 2003.

This is a piece about rebuilding--quietly, imperfectly, and honestly. About motherhood, loss, growth, and learning how to stand again after everything falls apart. These are notes from the middle of becoming someone new.

My husband and I are newlyweds. We got married a year after he came home from prison. He proposed before he went to prison. After violations and him having to go back and this being the second time I decided to write about the emptiness and the brokenness that comes with the distance.

I lost myself during my marriage. That ended in 2021 and I am now married for the 2nd time. I am a writer and photographer and want to get my work out there. Join me in my journey; Writing/Photography/Life