abandonment
-
I just sat there, crying while he listened with compassion as I vented my soul. Life is exhausting. This brings me here. To his office, right smack in the middle of an emotional break-down. I simply say to him, “I am not well.” Ever the amazing pastor and counselor he is, he asks all the…
-
It’s a bitter 3am. The fan is humming a little ditty. The light outside the window is flickering, and the clock is ticking loud thuds of agitation as it reminds my patience and my heart that I have exactly 240 minutes before I have to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for work. 240 minutes…
-
My whole life, my kindness has been mistaken for weakness. It’s made me prey to the bloodhounds of opportunity. I wonder if you have ever felt the same. I met Jesus when I was three. He knew I’d need him soon after. I am so thankful I met him at an early age. The love…
-
“My name is Valentine, and yes, that’s my real name.” It’s the tag line that somehow always escapes my mouth when meeting new people. Its usually met with great curiosity, but it’s almost always followed up with, “I won’t forget that!” It’s true. I leave a lasting impression. Yet it’s not because of my name,…
-
“Ah-ha!” I nearly blurted out loud as my “ah-ha” moment woke me from a sour night of tortured sleep. It was the second time in a year that I had been met with the inappropriate demands of a man and this time, I was angry. No one prepares you for abandonment. Having been raised by…
The Write Stuff 