Her hands glide across the cool granite Daily a battle for the woman with him. He lies in wait to crush her simply on a whim. Cold and smooth she scrubs Then she sweeps across the floors His eyes fixed upon her Thinking thoughts she abhors Caressing the skin of her baby hearing the coos … Continue reading To the children
All Savannah wanted was to be loved and cherished, but her husband had other plans.
One of my favorite lines from the movie Elf is when Buddy says “I just like to smile. Smiling is my favorite.” I like to smile, too, and these days, it’s truly coming from an authentic place. But when I was younger, it was sometimes to hide pain that was too shameful to talk about. This … Continue reading The Smile in front of the Pain
You'll never find joy if you stay with your abuser. Why? I'll give you my top three reasons. There are so many, but I'll stick with three for now. An abusive spouse/boyfriend becomes your prison guard...from which to escape. He controls you. The way he treats you, which is a systematic plan of dominating you, … Continue reading You must leave your abuser to find Joy
We can learn so much from our littles can’t we? That we’re deeply loved super heroes? I know this little guy feels that way. I don’t know about you but I don’t wake up feeling like a loved super hero every day. It doesn’t change the way God sees me though. God loves us unconditionally. … Continue reading See Yourself Through God’s Eyes
I was walking along Singing my song He said, "I don't like your sound" I thought Whatever could he mean? … Continue reading Keep Singing
I battle with writing about topics like domestic violence, rape, sexism, abortion, or racism. Not because I’m afraid of what people will think or say (yes, I am), but mostly because I believe that we create our reality with thoughts and emotion. I don’t want to increase negative vibes by talking too much about a … Continue reading Stream of Conscience
If I told you not to think about something, it could be anything, that's exactly what you'd think about. A hammer, a car, the universe, pink elephants. We can't help it, that's how our brains work. I remember growing up in Georgia and attending an overly strict "Christian" school, they told us "don't think about … Continue reading What Not To Think About
Our friends just brought home a darling little girl they adopted from Colombia. I saw the photos from the celebratory homecoming at the airport with their family and closest friends and I was moved by what I saw. Almost three weeks away from home, just shy of a month separated from their older children, and … Continue reading Adoption
A couple of weeks ago when we were up to our calves in gifts and all sorts of Christmas baubles, I had a thought: I have too much crap and I need to get rid of it. Not very holiday-spirited, but I was feeling a bit closed in. The stuffed snowmen on my mantel stared … Continue reading Letting go
Allison Stevens 