To: The Sweetest of Hearts
It’s been a long time since I last wrote on this blog. I actually closed it down to try new ventures, and I’ve been on a journey of discovery ever since. Throughout it all, I’ve been constantly asking God, “What is it that You want me to do with my life?” I needed guidance with my business, my blog, my podcast, my digital products, and everything else I’ve dreamed of doing. But still I always seemed to fall short, unsure of where God wanted me to take my gifts.
Every year that passed felt like another setback. In 2020, when the pandemic hit, it was devastating—but it also taught me how deeply God loves me. He protected and held me, all while revealing even more gifts within me. Ever since I was young, back when we marveled at those huge Dell computers, God was showing me that I was more than an ordinary person. I could help others learn to use new tools and adapt to ever-changing technology so that no one would feel left behind.
I began creating videos, designing journals and notebooks, and offering services to help others bring their creative ideas to life. However, as technology evolved, just a year later, mass-produced journals and planners started selling for less than $1—produced without heart, soul, or purpose. Although my passion remained unchanged, I realized that I wasn’t making a sustainable income. I then shifted my focus to crafting heartfelt video tutorials, Bible studies, and other content that truly resonated with my spirit.
As my work started to gain momentum, my personal life took an unexpected turn—I discovered I was pregnant! After years of trying and following the heartbreak of an ectopic pregnancy, God had opened a door I thought would remain closed. I put everything on hold to focus on my sweet baby boy. Naturally, life outside of motherhood took a back seat. But as time went on, I began to feel lost. Depression and anxiety set in, and I felt like I was defined only by my role as a mother. These are the challenges that often go unspoken. Eventually, a friend suggested counseling, and that decision helped me process my feelings and embrace self-care in every aspect of my life.
It was as if my eyes had been opened. I had been wandering around in old, ragged clothes—baggy jeans from my pregnancy—without caring how I looked or how I represented myself. Once I started blocking out the negative thoughts, I began to nurture my mental, spiritual, and physical well-being.
Over the years, new challenges emerged—another miscarriage that left me feeling faint, the loss of cherished friendships, and even my marriage coming under attack. It was incredibly hard; I felt like I was drowning and that I wasn’t going to make it. Yet, through it all, God was there for me, holding me steady in the midst of life’s fiercest storms. What I once saw as setbacks have, in time, revealed themselves to be setups for a bigger and better life.
Now, fast forward to today—now that you’re all caught up—I’m living a slower, more intentional life. I cherish each day, knowing none of us ever know when our time will come. I’m letting go of anger, confusion, and the countless questions I once held at the feet of the Lord, trusting Him to turn my struggles into something good. I plan trips, take long walks that spark joy in my heart, and create lasting memories with my family. I now focus on the things that truly matter. God is good—He always has been. We just need to see life through His eyes, realizing that every pain and every setback has a purpose. God is using our hardships to set us up for a life we never could have imagined.
Thank you, my sweethearts!
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