on being a stepmom

I haven’t written in a while. My heart’s been heavy with everyday monotony and its worries. We, my fiancé Abraham, his two kids [our two kids], and I are working on becoming a family. Me personally, I’ve been struggling with being a stepmom to these two little boys. These days they’re calling families like ours,… Continue reading on being a stepmom

the sacredness of tears day XI

Different lenses with which to see the world. The tears shed during this healing process cleaned out my insides. Cleared away the blinding films of anger, bitterness, and despair. God’s grace and my tears washed the eyes of my heart clean. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once… Continue reading the sacredness of tears day XI

the sacredness of tears day X

Creativity takes courage. Henri Matisse It takes courageous vulnerability to be creative. Is what I am learning. My heart went into the ideas behind – and the making of- these pictures. They are a re-presentation of something real that happened to me. Something I am still going through. It’s hard not to second guess my… Continue reading the sacredness of tears day X

the sacredness of tears day IX

It’s true that at the start of mourning all things appeared bleak. Sooner than I expected though, the sadness fell away to reveal a life-picture that, little by little, became more and more hopeful. It was as though the events surrounding my mom’s death was this gigantic life-size mural covered over with crackling paint. Once… Continue reading the sacredness of tears day IX

the sacredness of tears day VIII

Mamá, You dared to yield your womb to the heartbeat of heaven Though you were afraid you chose courage over despair I know this because you are smiling in all your pictures Your smile is hope personified Ravaging sickness did not diminish the exquisite gentleness of your spirit Even in the face of death you… Continue reading the sacredness of tears day VIII