Ripples of Rejection. I’m sitting at the beach watching the waves come in. They touch the soft sand and retreat back, leaving tiny little etches along the shore. Leaving little trinkets of the ocean and taking some back. This is kind of how my heart...
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Diary of a Single-Mom – Loving a Damaged Girl
posted by: simplykerri13
June 9, 2022
Loving a Damaged Girl – Diary of a Single-Mom Being a single-mom comes in a lot of differnt colors and feelings and a whole messy box full of beautiful chaos. Single- mom life aint for the faint of heart that is for sure! Along with...
Have you ever had a favorite dish? Maybe a mug or serving bowl or maybe a really nice piece of china that was handed down from a relative? I had this bowl from when I was a child that had an old nursery rhyme...
Woah, it has been some time since I’ve blogged or made a post on this site! Don’t worry though, I’m back folks! I am back and we have a lot to catch up on, so buckle up and enjoy the ride! My faith-based blog will...
Sometimes the frailty of the human heart is what’s best for our soul. ~ SimplyKerri The human heart. The most important organ within the body. It pumps blood, nutrients and oxygen to the rest of our organs and all throughout our body. It beats about...
Well hellllooo friend! Wooo that was quite a long break there. I am so sorry! Let’s catch up! Sometimes I wish we could be sitting around a big table with a cup of coffee for chats like this so I could really ask you what’s...
This is a nasty little word, isn’t it? I have never considered myself a prideful person. In fact, I am pretty humble. With all of the trials I have gone through in my life, pride was naturally just not there. Well, so I thought. As...
I grew up in churches where we were very vocal about our faith. I can’t remember a specific time growing up where I ever questioned God’s existence, I just knew He was real and that I should try my best to live a good life....
(Picture of me as a little girl (I’m in the pink) with my step sister. That was my dads lobster boat.) Knelt on the floor, hands covering the tear streaked face, heart broken before the Lord; it seemed as if there was nothing left. No...
There I stand. In the middle of the battlefield. I can see the enemy coming strait at me, taunting me as they push toward me. Notching their arrows as they prepare to fire. Unsheathing their swords in hopes to cut me down. I stand,...