When Christmas Feels Heavy: Hope for the Hurting Heart
Christmas is supposed to be “the most wonderful time of the year,” but for many women, it brings a quiet ache.
Empty chairs… broken relationships… financial strain… memories that trigger grief instead of joy… the loneliness that feels sharper when everyone else seems surrounded by love and celebration.
If this is you, sweet friend — I want you to hear this clearly:
You are not the only one who hurts during the holidays, and you are not alone.
You Are Seen, Even In This
If you’re caring for a loved one who can’t care for themselves, I want to pause and say — I see you. The long days, the sleepless nights, the quiet tears that no one else notices. The emotional weight of showing up day after day in a role that often feels invisible. You give so much of yourself, and yet you may wonder… does anyone see me?
Sweet friend, I want you to know — God sees you.
It’s Just a Season — Not Forever
If you’re walking through a hard season right now — one that feels heavy, lonely, or uncertain — take a deep breath, sweet friend. You’re not stuck here forever. God is still writing your story, and this chapter is only part of your journey, not the whole book. There is hope ahead, and even here, there is beauty to be found.
Sis, You’re Not Too Much — You’ve Just Been Too Muzzled
Sis, You’re Not Too Much — You’ve Just Been Too Muzzled
Have you ever been told you’re too emotional?
Too sensitive?
Too intense?
Too loud, too needy, too opinionated, too strong… or maybe just too much?
How to Spot Manipulation in 3 Sentences or Less
...and why you’re not crazy for feeling like something’s off.
Let’s get real — emotional manipulation doesn’t usually show up waving a red flag. It slides into the conversation masked as concern, confusion, or correction. It’s subtle, slippery, and often sounds just reasonable enough to make you second-guess yourself.
“You Can’t Fix Crazy… So Why Are You Still Trying?”
Say it with me, “You Can’t Fix Crazy!” So why do we keep trying?
Your Turning Point Starts Here
There was a time I didn’t know what freedom felt like. I had a smile on my face, kids on my hip, and chaos behind closed doors.