Author: Confessions

  • “Finding Who We Are” Entry #19: Raised in Hell, Rescued by Heaven

    “Finding Who We Are” Entry #19: Raised in Hell, Rescued by Heaven

    It’s been a long time. Like greeting an old friend, its warm embrace welcomes us back. For those who are new, Finding Who We Are was a concept inspired by a desire to give hurting individuals a platform to share their story. It was meant to inspire hope and transparency. A refuge, if you will,…

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  • Silence (A Poem) — PresserPoets is now LIVE!

    Silence (A Poem) — PresserPoets is now LIVE!

    My dearest friends, For those in America, Happy 4th of July! It’s a wonderful day to celebrate God’s blessings for this Country and the freedom we have to worship and live. Today, I am celebrating, but for another reason! PresserPoets, WordPress’ newest, and best, Poetry community went live today! The website launched and we’ve been…

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  • PresserPoets: WordPress’ Newest (and BEST) Poetry Website…WE NEED YOU

    PresserPoets: WordPress’ Newest (and BEST) Poetry Website…WE NEED YOU

    It’s a new month! It’s also going on a new day as I am plowing through my list of “blogging to-do’s.” That means that my specific request that time slows down has been denied, and is, instead, moving even faster. *sigh* In recent weeks, I have been all over kingdom come here in America. Arizona…

  • I’m Frustrated with My Inability to Communicate Clearly…

    I’m Frustrated with My Inability to Communicate Clearly…

    I’m so frustrated with myself right now. Rather, my inability to clearly communicate what I’m trying to say. It seems that no matter how genuine my efforts are, or how honest my intentions, I always find a way to say something the wrong way that causes trouble. I thought that I was getting better. Nope.…

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  • A Brutally Honest Post…(My Heart Hurts)

    A Brutally Honest Post…(My Heart Hurts)

    There’s no false pretense here. There’s only one way to say this. I can’t beat around the bush in an attempt to appease those that may feel uncomfortable reading this. I wish I could, but I can’t. I’m not ok. My insecurities are telling me that I just lost half of the people that clicked…

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