When the going gets tough…


I’m not dead yet, so I might as well keep pushing forward.


My feels arose in a parking lot

I went for a walk tonight and decided to do a 30 min parking lot workout.

I hadn’t experienced this feeling since I first started my journey six years ago.  It was an uncontrollable lump in my throat, then lungs that I could not contain.  My body tried to cry, but it was although my soul was being enveloped by something greater than myself.

I honestly remember experiencing these moments on my power walks at night when I was struggling greatly with my marriage, my need to leave my career and my role as a mother.

For anyone out there battling your demons, you’re not alone!