I survived the last 11 months!!

Friends, I am sitting here with tears in my eyes.  Not sad tears, but tears of JOY! 

I sit here not quite 11 months after saying YES to something. Something I didn't even know what it even meant. I just knew I was supposed to say Yes. 

So I took the first step and jumped out of the figurative airplane and built my parachute on the way down.

In these 11 months I have began to step into what God put me on Earth to do.  I said YES in the middle of a pandemic.  In what could have been the worst year of my life God forged me in the fire, he refined me and walked every step of the way with me.

This past 11 months I learned that things can be awful and beautiful at the same time.  I entered into this being an all or nothing person.

Some of the things that happened in this last year:

A world wide Pandemic

Spent time with family

Celebrated my mom's last birthday with her.

Got a business coach (Thanks Martha and Mike Krejci)

Created my brand logo

Created a business website (Thank you Meggan Larson)

Experienced debilitating panic attacks

Went two weeks without sleep

Received sweet deliverance from said panic attacks (Thank you Michelle Carlton

Went to be with my sick mother

Started my advocacy business

Learned to say YES when people asked to help

Started writing a book

Realized yet again I have the best friends

Spent weeks in the hospital with my mom advocating for her

Made new friends with strangers all over the world

Brought my mom home on hospice

Witness miracle after miracle

Got more healing, watched others heal

Had great slumber parties in my childhood home living with my mom in her hospice bed

Yet again witnessed one of my parents taking their last breath this side of Heaven

Started a YouTube channel full of great videos

I have tears of JOY because I have been stretched, bent, grown, torn and still I didn't break. 

Thank you Jesus for pulling me through the fire so I can now reach back and pull them out of the fire.




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Once there was a 4 little girl whose grandpa died and her grandmother didn’t know what to do to carry on without him.
Then there was the 4 year old girls mother who didn’t know how to help her mother and help her 4 year old and newborn at the same time.
That little girl grew up to lose her father at age 40 and remembered the lessons she learned at 4 to help her widowed mother carry on, all while carry for her 3 year old daughter.
Now 4 year later teaching other moms (and dads) that are caring for their aging parents, what to do. While raising a strong, resilient 7 year old daughter who is learning even more than her mother did at age 4.

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