
The Journey Begins
Embracing my newfound confidence in expressing myself, I am venturing into the realm of blogging, ready to confront the fears of my youth. I am boldly raising my voice, echoing from the mountaintops, eager to hear the reverberations through the vast expanse of time and space within the Creation narrative that defines my existence.
I’ve established my niche in my professional journey in non-profit fundraising, and I’ve cultivated meaningful adult friendships that I deeply cherish. As a single mother to two dynamically energetic and strongly opinionated boys, parenting can be a challenge, but I adore these qualities in them. My goal is to encourage and nurture their spirited nature rather than suppress it in hopes that they use their own voices from an early age and are never afraid of them.
My Story
Growing up in a small Eastern Kentucky town, my roots were firmly planted in the church. Afraid of my voice, I shied away from expressing my thoughts, turning inward for introspection. This fear-based self-suppression not only stunted my growth as an individual, but also led me to drift from my faith during my young adult years, living out a prodigal son story until my late 20s. I pursued the world with a vengeance, attempting to find my voice through means that allowed me to numb my fear.
Finding independence became a pivotal turning point in my journey and eventually led me to a personal faith that unveiled a deep relationship with Jesus. I delved into apologetics, explored scriptures in various versions, and studied the original Hebrew and Greek translations—all in pursuit of Truth. Through this exploration, I uncovered a Creator far more profound than my Sunday School teachings ever portrayed, leaving me in sincere awe of the intricate details woven into the Gospel.
