About Me

Thanks for checking out my blog!

 Why did I start this blog in the first place?  When my son graduated from high school and suddenly left the nest, I felt stunted. Interrupted. I experienced a depression that I wasn't expecting (nor prepared for). Most recently, he told us he is transgender. This news sent me into another tailspin that I continue to work through today.

 I came to realize that all moms have moments of interruption. When the flow of raising our kids gets halted and we need help to get back on track. I hope my story (and others') will help you get through it! 

 What do I do when I'm not blogging? I'm a Jesus follower, wife, sister, daughter, and mom. I'm also an introvert who likes to hang out with people - but only sometimes.

 If you'd like to read more about my personal journey with a transgender adult child, read my post called Mom, Interrupted.

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