Ramblings of A Woman

Building a House on a Rock
Then, I learned about forgiveness. A word that seems so empty and applied like sunscreen on already burnt skin. It used to be superficial to me, like something you toss... Read more...
Who Do You Serve- A Dream I Had
I had a dream last night where I was a waitress in a revamped restaurant that was used as a building for the mafia (buckle up baby, this is about to get wild). The restaurant owner was giving me a tour and pointed to a wall that he had painted over and said "this here wall was used by the men who owned it before, it's been around the same time you have". In my dream, the wall had a brick with a date of 1842 stamped in. Historically, the... Read more...
Painting- Hope in Chaos Explained
You'll likely notice a theme of hope within this place of mine. It's the one thing I was always teased about from previous partners and the one thing I've been... Read more...
My Testimony and Baptism
I wrote this for my Baptism on April 6th, 2025. I was still engaged at this time, dealing with what I now know as grief and exhausted beyond measure. Mentally... Read more...
A Poem for Mother
A poem about setting a boundary with a parent who struggled with alcohol.  Read more...
Longing for Community
The older I got, the more isolated I started to feel. I remember once saying to my therapist "I walk on a busy trail near Guelph Lake and say "Hi"... Read more...
Grief 1.0
Some days I feel like grief is just part of who I am, the heavy shoulder bag, resting on me as I participate in life willingly. What a blessing it... Read more...
Welcome
Welcome to my wild journey in life. Where the shit show meets some artwork, and where I ramble about daily life and the reality we all seem to wrestle with... Read more...
We Are Cowards
This will sting.  We are cowards. Myself included.  I was struck with this idea of cowardice when faced with my newfound faith and new behaviours. I look back on who... Read more...