Six weeks ago I uprooted my life and moved cities. Along with friends, family, netball team and job, I also left my home church. I withdrew from my responsibilities on rosters, resigned from an elected position on the church board,
I’m one month in and I’m alive! Yew!
I may not have many friends, but I’m remembering all the important things – brushing my teeth, taking my house keys each day (well at least most days…) and eating vegetables. I’ve even got into the habit of making my bed each
I'm a twenty-something woman learning to live as a grown up without being swept up by this world.
I love Jesus and seek to glorify him.
I prefer to pull faces instead of smiling.
I struggle to process emotions - mine and others.