I was born on August 17, 1983.  My conception took everyone by surprise, as my mother did not have all of the necessary organs to carry a child.  Medically, it was a miracle.  Upon my arrival, my mother was rushed into emergency surgery due to the umbilical cord wrapping itself around my body.  Born under extreme circumstances, it's no doubt God had bigger plans. I grew up in church, rarely missing a service.  My parents were actively involved, so I spent a lot of time "growing up" there.  Having siblings who are 9 and 11 years...

Some days, life can feel like a crazy trust exercise.  You know, where you fall backwards in hopes that someone will catch you?  Somehow that is supposed to strengthen the relationship or group of participants involved.  As a mother, some days I do the falling while other days, I'm the catcher.  Either way, there is a whole lot of sweating going on.  Maybe it's more mental than physical.  But never the less, it requires energy and patience that I don't always have. The past couple months in my life have really required me to examine myself...