Finding Your Mission

Our lives are made up of lots of ups and downs. We go through pain and turmoil. We walk through lots of situations. Each of us has a purpose to fulfill on this Earth. We have a role to play. We have a to complete. The problem is that we may not always know what that mission is or how to complete it. Some of us find our purpose right away; this was not my path. I did not know my purpose or mission for a lot of years.

I endured over twenty years of emotional, physical, and verbal abuse at the hands of a man who claimed to love me. I was completely in love and tried so hard to make him happy. That is an impossible task. No matter what you do you cannot make another person happy. No matter what you do, how clean you keep the house, how many good meals you cook, how much money you make, you cannot make a miserable person happy. You can never do enough to make it okay. You cannot change someone else. You are not responsible for their happiness. But my young naïve heart and mind did not know these facts. So I stayed and tried to change him. Tried to please him. Tried to be good enough, quiet enough, pretty enough, smart enough and a good wife so he would be happy and love me. But it does not work that way. I endured and survived the abuse. I made excuses for his behavior. I blamed myself for the problems and the abuse. I would tell myself if only I was better, thinner, smarter, more loving, more submissive, if I kept a better house or I made more money! But nothing worked! By the time I got the courage to leave; my self-esteem and my dignity were gone. I was just a shell of the girl I had been. I was degraded, bruised, deflated and defeated. I had no voice, no purpose, no direction and no idea how to change that fact.

It was a slow process. And it started with pen and paper. I wrote my dreams, my fears, my needs, my wants, and my healing in that journal. I found my purpose through putting my words on paper. It was the beginning of my healing. It was the start of my transformation. It was the start of my journey. I did not know it then but it was the start of my new life. I was just getting the pain out. Letting the words flow. Letting the healing start and completely changing my future. By the end of that journal I knew it was my purpose to tell others that writing will help you heal. Not only that it will help you but sharing your pain and your story will help others to heal. I knew I was on to something! I had to share it with the world. I just did not know how or if anyone would listen to me. After all I had been silent for over twenty years. My courage was shaking and my gumption to just go for it was almost nonexistent. I was just one woman could I tell others. Could I take that leap? Could just do it? Could I be heard? Could I make a difference? Was I strong enough?

I was about to find out. The writing of my story had changed my life. It had taken me from victim to survivor. It had given me my voice back. It had lifted my self-esteem and my dignity. It was helping me to get my life back. I was learning to use my voice. I knew I had to share what I learned. I had to share how writing had changed the course of my life. I could now hold my head up and I knew now I was worthy. I had to tell others. I knew that my trial and my breakthrough would inspire, uplift and help another. I just had to be brave enough to speak up and follow my destiny. I had to step up and fulfill my mission. I knew God was going to use me to help women heal! I just was not sure I was strong enough for the task. I did not know if I could actually do it. Could I share my past? Could I share my shame? Could I let the world in to see my scars? Could I be that strong? I truly did not know the answers to these questions. I was not sure I could do it. I knew it was my mission but I did not know if could complete it. But I was willing to give it a shot. I was willing to fail. I was willing to put it all out there. I was willing to be vulnerable and share my story. I was will to take a chance. I would follow my heart and let God do the rest.

So I started to share my story. The first time I wrote it out, my hands shook and I held my breath for the reaction. I was braced for the worst. For people to shame me and reject my story and my life. But that is not what happened. People embraced my healing! They were touched by my story. They heard my soul not just my words. They listened with their hearts not just their ears. I spoke to a place deep inside of them. My words touched their hearts and gave them hope.  I knew then this was my life mission. I was meant to help others share their stories! I was destined to help others write! It was my path to walk! My joy to help! I knew it was what I was born to do! I was created to uplift and empower others. I was meant to be a light in the darkness! A voice for the voiceless and a champion for the victims! I was on the path of life now! I felt it in every cell of my body! I know that I blessed to be able to do this for a living and help others! My life was changed by writing and I want to be able to others! I know sharing your story makes a difference! It creates a ripple effect in the pond of life. It touches others and changes them forever! Words have power and our stories are important! Thank you for taking this journey with me and helping to empower and change the world with our stories! Thank you for being a part of my mission and my life!


Forgiveness to Freedom

We have all been hurt at one time in our lives. We have been betrayed, lied to, cheated on, mistreated, or abused. Sometimes it is by someone we love, by someone we trust, or by someone who is supposed love us too. The most natural reaction is to hold a grudge or maybe to retaliate. We may want to hold onto a seed of hate, mistrust or anger in our hearts. We think we are making the other person pay for the pain that they caused us.  That’s the worlds answer to the pain. The world says to close your heart and protect yourself. To make that person sorry and pay for what they have done to you.  Never let them forget what they did and how it hurt you.  Make them regret what they did to you. 

That’s not God’s way. It is not what is best for you. It is not what is best for your life. We feel that it makes us appear weak if we forgive. We feel we are letting them get away with what they did to us.  But forgiveness is not for the other person; it is for you. Forgiveness sets you free. It allows you to move on and heal from the pain. Forgiveness does not mean that you forget what you went through. It does not mean that what they did was right. It means that you have risen above it and chose to move on with your life.

God tells us to forgive; so that we can be forgiven. I know personally I need God’s grace and forgiveness every day. I know daily I sin and repent and need to be forgiven. If God is willing to forgive me; I have to be willing to forgive those who trespass against me. Being able to forgive gives you courage to live your best life. You cannot reach great heights and live the life God has planned for you with unforgiveness rooted in your heart.  You have to be free from it.  Forgiveness opens your heart and soul to receive your blessings. 

When we forgive we take back our power. We become free to follow our hearts, to chase our dreams, and receive great things that God has in store for us. So don’t cancel out your blessings b harboring seeds of unforgiveness in your heart. Move from forgiveness to freedom and claim your blessings today.

Share Your Story!


In the world we live in sharing our stories are more important than ever before in history. Throughout time storytelling has been important. The elders handed down tradition, folklore and legend to the next generation. It prepared them for life. It taught them lessons and how to handle life situations. But somewhere along the way this art form was lost. We no longer value this treasure. We no longer listen to stories in our busy fast paced life.

This is the reason our society and world is in the current condition. When we share our stories we learn about each other. We learn the struggles and obstacles others have overcome. We are empowered and inspired by their words. We are touched by their honest and transparency! If we take the time to share our stories; we will change the world!

We will discover the similarities in all people! We all love, we all cry, we all mourn, we all celebrate, we all bleed red! Once we realize our similarities; we can be more tolerable of our differences. We can learn from each other. We can appreciate the beauty in everyone. We can learn to celebrate what makes each of us unique and beautiful and not to hate or condemn. Every single person in the world has a story to share. Will you step out and be brave and share yours with the world?