Organized Chaos.
"love without restrictions- trust without fear."
Tag: family
Not so D.C.
This week I headed out to Washington D.C. Unfortunately, this trip was far from anything I could have thought up on my own. Well, my first night was fairly slow-paced. I spent the evening with my host discussing things I could do for the… Continue Reading “Not so D.C.”
The Adoption: Homestudy #1
That’s a picture of my certificate of completed preparation courses 🙂 I’ll try to keep this blog as short and to the point as possible. Firstly, it has been one heck of a journey getting my apartment ready for this child. Emotionally, spiritually, and… Continue Reading “The Adoption: Homestudy #1”
The Adoption: Welcome
Firstly, I really just want to thank everyone for the ABUNDANCE of support and prayer thus far. It’s only been a few days and I am still overwhelmed with thankfulness. My family and friends have for the most part been extraordinarily supportive and with… Continue Reading “The Adoption: Welcome”
I Won’t Tell My Single Mother Happy Father’s Day.
Let me preface this blog with a couple of things: 1. The title wasn’t meant to trick you into reading it. No where in here do intend on twisting my words and giving my moms any recognition dealing with Father’s day. I titled it… Continue Reading “I Won’t Tell My Single Mother Happy Father’s Day.”
iRant…
Generally before starting a blog I do a ton of research, praying, or even asking others’ opinions on the topic at hand. None of that happened here. This is completely at random and I’m almost skeptical of how it’s going to end. *dives in*… Continue Reading “iRant…”
Meet MawBea
This is MawBea, she just happens to be the most amazing thing to happen to me since January. I’m somewhat a caregiver, I sit with her a couple of days a week and help her with things she needs help with. We talk a… Continue Reading “Meet MawBea”
im His daughter.
I’m a thinker. I find myself sitting in the room, in my car, or at the foot of the Cross creating scenarios in my head. I don’t find it strange, sometimes it’s simply an interference during my day. So, I’m sitting on the couch… Continue Reading “im His daughter.”
Meet My Mother.
I’m 21 years old and I don’t think I’ll ever not want to run into her arms when I’ve had enough of the world and its crap.As long as I can remember, she has had the most trust in the woman I want to… Continue Reading “Meet My Mother.”
Organized Chaos. 