here she writes …

always messy always mind …  elusive rabit holes intwined in the depth of my mind. here she writes.  I look back over some of my posts and I actually feel like I’m reading words written by someone else. Someone strong.  Someone brave. Someone relentless in their pursuit of a happy life.  The last few weeks have been filled with more of everything I’ve ever experianced. my mind is afraid of the road ahead.  it’s.just.al ….. it’s never been it’s.just.al though …. it’s been it’s.just.al and her cool kids. #alscoolkids MOM first. me later.  God first. Mom. then Al…  Al chasinglight … Continue reading here she writes …

Sunday bloody Sunday… 

Sitting in Church on a Sunday, wanting a word. Needing a sign. Feeling the Holy Spirit as I lift my hands in praise. God is a God of Love. ​I don’t need anyone to love me … God’s love should be sufficient… the more you get to know him the more you love him … The holy spirit bring s revelation John 14 … Father is mentioned 23 times … Holy spirit leads us into truth 1 kings chap 19 v 18 Mary’s house acts chap 12 v 1 Where do you go in times of need The light of … Continue reading Sunday bloody Sunday… 

The pursuit of happiness 

I used to feel the words of florence and the machine … he used to take me to the river where he slowly let me drown.  For so long it felt like i was drowning… walking deep into the ocean of my darkness. Down the elusive rabbit hole. My mind a mess with what ifs and why’s.  Why would a man who claims to love his wife and children hurt them with lies. Why a million why’s so many stories. So many questions left. A life I used to live.  Not the life i live now. Yesterday i did something … Continue reading The pursuit of happiness