Life on the road.

This is my office.

My office has unhealthy fast food. My office has randomness threw around. My office is lonely.

I drive. I drive to home visits. To facilities. To hospitals. To schools.

I drive to broken homes and pray the whole way there. I drive away from those homes and pray even harder.

I love it. I love being away from the office. I love getting in there and working as hard as I know how.

I ask that if you are out there reading this, please pray that I make the best choices in all of my cases. Pray for my clients. All the family members. Pray for the clients to find healthy support.



I’m sitting here at a supervised visitation. These kids have done nothing but cause mass chaos in the two hours I have been here. The parents verbally get onto them but never follow through on a time out or remove the problem item or any other threats that are given. These children don’t say please or thank you. They don’t say yes or no ma’am. They scream and point instead of using their words. They lash out irrationally. They hurt each other. They hurt themselves.

The parents are half mentally checked out. They have no structure to behave themselves; how do I expect them to parent little thems?

The parents themselves grew up in chaos. They don’t know what anything but dysfunction looks like. I don’t expect them to live like “normal”. I just want safe. I want stable. The children deserve safe and stable.

So how do we get from one extreme to just decent? These parents are exhausted from their life’s choices that brought me here. The children are consumed by crazy being the norm.

Get sober. Get stable. Survive. Then Thrive.

Find positive support. Find somewhere to plug in. Find a better you to be. No one else can do anything for you if you don’t want to do anything for yourself.

To have a friend, be a friend.

I sit back and think on life sometimes, well, I’m a female, so a lot of times. Who are we kidding? EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. MOMENT. HOUR. SECOND…..

Where was I?

This world is huge.  7.5 billion strong.  That’s a whole lot of folks.  That is a whole lot of chances to give out nice and to accept nice.  I wake up every morning and immediately become determined to be nice to people. Some days I have to beg my inner bad attitude to stay focused.  Some days I have to calm myself down because I will give everyone, everything and end up with nothing.

Life is about moderation. I’ve said it before. I’ll say it again. Nothing is no good. Too much is way too much. Something. Now that’s where it’s at.

I am surrounded by some of the most understanding, caring, people.  I have good family, friends and co workers.  I even have clients and people at places of business that I enjoy to see often.  I want, at the end of the day, for those people to be thankful they know me. I don’t want them to ever wish they had never met me.

I’m what they call an introverted extravert.  I thoroughly enjoy people. I thoroughly enjoy quiet though.  Conversation can sometimes cause me anxiety.  Sometimes just having someone near is enough (5 love languages-quality time).

“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh!” he whispered.
“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
A.A. Milne, The House at Pooh Corner