I Should Be a Crumpled Mess

I know that it's been a while since I have written anything. Life hasn't exactly been the walk in the park I dreamed it would be. It seems like every time I turn around there is a new hurricane brewing on the horizon and the waves are reaching tsunami heights. The winds from those storms have been knocking me to the ground and kicking the breath from my lungs, but still I get back up and face every day. Even if those days are ones where I simply exist.


During these times Ive been contemplating if I had anything more to say to the world, or if I should even remotely consider writing again. What could I possibly have to say that hasn't already been written about?



When I think about writing again I have wondered if I should change the name of my blog and pages and start anew. But the more and more I ponder that change, the more and more I want my name to stay the same. See, I never thought that when I created a platform named Resolute Life I would need the reminder more than anyone else.

Resolute Life was created to be a safe haven for those who are working every day to thrive in a life filled with struggles and storms. To be resolute means to be unwavering, determined and admirably purposeful. You can go even further with this definition and Merriam Webster says that resolute means to be marked by firm determination, bold and steady.

I have been through so much in the past decade that should have broken me. I should be crumpled up in a corner, arms wrapped around myself, rocking back and forth, crying a river of tears. But the amazing part of this story is that I am still standing. I might be standing on shaky ground with earthquake tremors every day, but both of my feet are still under me holding me up.

I want to share my story in hopes that it might help someone else who is going through a dark tunnel, but then there is a comment that keeps going through my head..."well, someone else has it worse than you." This is part of my struggle.

Yes, there is someone else out there that has life so much worse than me and I should be grateful for the things in my life that I do have, but I am not going to let that silence my voice. I would not be doing what I am called to do if I allow my voice to go quiet.

So, here I am, laying my broken, disjointed, messed up life at your feet and hoping that I might be able to help someone heal the brokenness in their life through my walk towards healing. 

Here I am hoping that I can inspire another and show them that even though there are unbelievable storms to survive, you can still live a life of resolve and happiness.

I hope that you will join me along this path of restoration and healing. The path of a new beginning and unnumbered opportunities laying before me and you!