Even to yourself.
I know it in my heart I need to get it. But I keep on getting rejected. Sometimes it’s my son not eating what I cook for him after spending two hours in the kitchen. Or that set of Red Velvet Cookies I baked that won’t turn red. Or those French Macarons that failed to… Continue reading Dancing with Fire : A Note on Rejection
There’s no better person than my husband. When sky turns gray he knows how to prepare for the rain. Lately I’ve been moody, depressed and all over the place. I don’t know if it’s the hormones or the heat. Imagine yesterday, it was 53 degrees Celsius. Our faces were oven-baked, sort of. I feel sorry… Continue reading Lift Me Up
She remembered who she was, and the game changed.
His mercies are new every morning.. Lamentations 3:22-23
I guess I am one of those people. I expect too much of myself. Too much that it breaks me to pieces finding faults and misses. I’m done blaming my mother putting me in the pedestal. Always expecting, always pushing, always believing I can do no wrong. I don’t know if it was good or… Continue reading Conversations with Myself Issue #7 : Dark Clouds