
Weak, Inferior, Alone & Misunderstood
It all started with a nudge.
A place for women to hold on to hope.
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It all started with a nudge.

I’m that mom that cried from Pensacola, FL all the way to Ohio (if I’m honest, it was probably Michigan) after dropping my firstborn off at college.

When I was in high school, my church was broken into.

A few months ago I had a procedure done.

I was raised by a “makeup mom”, and I loved it.

Two weeks ago I was facing the fire.

JESUS IS ALL WE WILL EVER NEED

Far too often we as Christian’s tend to hide our struggles, especially among other believers.

The other day I told a lie.

This picture speaks to me in so many ways.

I’m that mom.