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pretend i am a tree

I was doing some research for my novel and came across this picture on pinterest of all places.  There was quite a few abortion survivor stories on there too, but this struck me this morning.

A lot of the same people that fight for a woman’s right to choose, also fight to save trees or whales.  I think we should fight for these, but shouldn’t we be consistent?  Shouldn’t we add unborn human life to the list of things to fight for?  Shouldn’t we fight for the woman who is hurt because of the decision we told her would be ok, that things would go back to normal?



This inspired me.  There has always a deep rhythm in my heart that whispers “write” over and over again keeping time with my faint pulse.  Sometimes it feels like I will fade away if I don’t write.  The blood coursing through my veins needs this creative power to flow.

Finally I have been consistent over the past few months and  I am doing my life purpose.

I write to feel and create.  I write to dive deeper into my soul and I write because if I don’t death will surely come.

a new dawn


It’s a new year, a new dawn.  I am surprised and a little pleased with myself that I actually spent a whole year faithful (pretty much) blogging.

I am also thankful for all of you that have written, commented, listened, and debated with me.  Abortion is one of those topics that’s hard to discuss without making someone angry or hurt.  It’s also hard to put yourself out there, but it has been worth it.  I tried to use my experience to portray what abortion has done to me.  The bigger picture that is sometimes missed with politics and misconceptions.

I’m not sure what this year will bring, but it feels full of possibilities.



This weekend we braved the winter elements and traveled to Minnesota to visit the Mall of America.  We haven’t had a road trip in a while and have always wanted to go…so my husband and I thought, why not!

On our way we went past this city.  Menomonie.  This reminded me of the muppets skit: Mahna – Mahnam.

It’s really only funny if you remember the skit, so I found the youtube video for you below.  🙂 My husband caught on pretty quickly because he wouldn’t answer my questions anymore.

I would ask, “What city is that?”
He said, “Menomonie”
I’d say “do do do do doot…doo doo doo doot.”

Let’s say it was stuck in our heads the whole trip.

meet blaze…a light-hearted 100th!! post

I thought I would post something lighthearted for my 100th post!!  I have to say I am a little proud of myself for sticking this out.  I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and it’s not easy to put yourself out there.  But this journey has been better than I could have imagined.  In some ways further healing if that is all possible.

As promised…

Meet Blaze:  He is my red lab.  In some ways he is a lifesaver.  Always at my side (when I have food it seems), but he is a lover at heart and will cuddle without fail in the morning hours when my alarm begs me to get up.  Which is way too early.

We went to “look” for a puppy when our 8 year old chocolate lab passed away suddenly leaving us heartbroken.  The floors that once echoed the “click, click, click” of paws was silent.  The hardest part of putting your dog down is coming home to the empty house.

Lets just say…you don’t “look” for a puppy.  You get a puppy.  There really is not an ugly lab puppy.  The hardest part is picking which one.  My husband thought it would be too hard to have another chocolate lab so we ended up choosing the last red lab in the litter.

He loves water.  It doesn’t matter how much or how little.  He found one of the only mud puddles in the dog park.  He rolled around in it like a pig. To say he loves water doesn’t do it justice.  He is obsessed with water.

He is so lazy which makes it nice to cuddle

He has clown-like expression and can make you laugh


put it on a billboard!

We (Garden of Hope) are currently in a billboard campaign in our city.  We want to reach out to the women (and men) who are suffering from having one or multiple abortions.  We want them to know we are out there.  We know.  We care.

No Judgement
No Condemnation

Just Compassion
Just Love
Just Comfort
Just Healing
Just Hope

isaiah 45:10

In the shadow of an abortion clinic stands this piece of art work for an art competition in our city. Titled: Isaiah 45:10

It reminds me of my life and what I lost. The regret, emptiness, sorrow and guilt.

But there is also a completeness. My heart would not be complete if I didn’t take this experience and remember. Not just remember the bad, but embrace all the good. All the things I have learned about myself and all the things that have been refined in me.

This is why it’s so important to share my story. It’s not easy laying out every ugly scar. But tile by tile as I lay it out it begins to take shape and I begin to see something I hadn’t planned, something that is immensely more beautiful than I could have imagined. I see my pain being used by God bringing others to a place of hope.

I don’t want to hide in the shadows and slink away. I want to raise my voice and live out loud. I want you to know the depths of darkness I have been raised up from. God has used ALL things in me for such a time as this.

I will say it again and again. You are not alone.

For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?”
Esther 4:14