To my girls - THANK YOU! To each one of you that has stepped through my doors. Or stepped foot in my drive way or garage when classes were there, or at Femmefit, or the park or back at the Painted Cowgirl.
Category: Love
They’re Stuck.
Today Jase and Zain officially joined our family. Eh, that’s not right.
Beautifully Mine.
Something was missing though. Answers to questions I didn’t know. Traits I could not claim. Family history unknown to me.
She’s One.
My ‘first born to me’ yet the fourth child I have been privileged to love as my own.
My Dad.
My Dad is amazing.
Simple as that.
Mother’s Day.
I always wanted her to be my best friend, my confidant, my safe place...
Some Days.
I’m not sure what hurts more...
It’s a Girl.
I wanted a boy.
At the time, I already had one boy, so I knew what to expect.
But that was not really the reason.
27 Years.
The physical abuse stopped once I threatened to fight back.
The shaming, the degrading, and the criticizing never ended.
27 years later I was given my reason.
Selfish.
It is a term I have heard him use to describe himself more than once.
Foster, Life & Love 