Many families deal with abuse, mental health issues, alcoholism, and divorce. Many of us were once just kids along for the ride on our parents’ journey of mistakes and bad choices. It’s what our parents showed us; it’s what they taught us. But as we age and take off on our own, getting through the confusion of our upbringing and the domino effect it inevitably has on our lives can be brutal. When we’re well into adulthood, why are we still trying to figure life out? The crux of this story is the path to healing—finding Jesus, finding love, learning to love, and sharing love with others. Understanding who you are is everything!

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Traci Silva

Traci’s greatest joy in life is knowing she is a child of God. Her inspired goal is to share with as many people as possible that they are, too. Born in Willoughby, Ohio, Traci graduated from high school in Jamestown, New York. After a stint in the Marines, she worked in the legal field while living in Southern California. She is married to Mike and values the privilege of experiencing life with him. She is a self-professed sun seeker and enjoys time on the lake with her family, friends, and dogs in Lake Havasu City, Arizona.

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Tears and Snot

“You’ve kept track of my every toss and turn throughthe sleepless nights, each tear entered in yourledger, each ache written in your book.”Psalm 56:8, The Message “Recovery is rough, and healing isn’t easy,” I thought as I gazed around the room scanning faces at a...

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God Remembered

It’s been about six months since my mom’s terminal diagnosis, and her subsequent death in November. She’s in my thoughts daily, and mostly I think about her laughing, she loved to laugh. Here’s one of my favorite pictures of her being a goofball. “Oh Traci, you kill...

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Cat Culprit

In our household we must be strategic as to when to dress before leaving the house or we’ll find ourselves full of pet hair, especially when wearing something black. It’s part of the way of life for us because of our love for fur babies. But no matter how hard I try,...

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He Brays Like a Donkey!

After reading about Casper the Sheepdog (last week’s post), it sparked a memory about our youngest family member. He was about three months old when my husband brought him home, and we named him after the city Mike found him in – Bouse. He’s now a year-and-a-half-old...

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How many sheep?

This article caught my attention, 20-month-old sheepdog named Casper fights off and kills 8 coyotes that attacked his flock, farmer says - CBS News. What do you think the sheep were doing while all that went on? Did they run in fear? Or did they watch as their...

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That Seat’s for Someone Else

At work we used to have a monthly luncheon for all the staff to celebrate anyone’s birthday that happened to land in that month. It was usually a fun time because we got to mingle with employees who we didn’t get to see as much because they were located on a different...

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What was the turn around?

My immediate family live in the northeast region of the United States, which is where I grew-up. They love it there but me, not so much and my travels back to the area have lessened over the years. During my most recent visit I experienced a couple of anxiety attacks...

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She Lived a Quiet Life – for Paula

“… and to aspire to live quietly, and to mind your own affairs, and to work with your hands, as we instructed you…” – 1 Thessalonians 4:11 My mom passed away peacefully in her sleep on November 10, 2022, as quietly as the life she lived. I spoke with her a few days...

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Dichotomy in Music

Classic church service music isn’t normally my thing, but it’s grown on me, and I have a new appreciation for the music. This past weekend the song entitled “My Worth is Not in What I Own” really moved me. You can check it out here (176) Keith & Kristyn Getty - My...

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I Hoped She’d Tell Me More

When I first shared with my mom that I was writing a book about the domestic violence in our family, I was nervous about what her reaction was going to be. I had always tiptoed around her feelings like they were eggshells. After telling mom about my endeavor, her...

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