08/31/2025
✨While I was doing one of my daily piddles, I was overcome with gratitude for Jesus and for my family in Christ.
I grew up in home conditions I’d rather not describe in detail. It sure wasn’t anything like this. It made it so I still can crash out over small messes, I’ll say that.
We didn’t have a garden. There were no decorations. There was no…life.
I became so masculine because I had to basically be my own parents at a certain point. I had to learn to protect myself. Femininity was not a priority.
About two-ish years ago, this house was similarly lifeless due to depression, struggling to parent autism & ADHD with it undiagnosed in myself as well, and relationship with Jesus suffering…basically non-existent, even.
I couldn’t keep up with anything. I hated everything. I think there was a period I didn’t do anything but survive and keep Walker alive. Brett had to wash his own clothes. I squeaked out barely edible meals. Had to wash dishes to use them. I really commend Brett for hanging on with me during that time.
These photos are proof that there’s an after.
After depression & anxiety.
After addiction.
After spiritual oppression.
After religious trauma.
After walking away from God for so long.
And it’s with Jesus, and His people.
This 800 sq. ft. of humble whimsy is the slice of heaven on Earth I’ve been curating passively since my church sisters picked me up and set me on my feet with a bag slam full of beautiful clothes and buckets of paint and decor. 🤭💕
Once Brett and I started walking with Jesus seriously I was finally able to break down my walls and step into the feminine “domestic engineer” role God made me for, BECAUSE I was surrounding myself with the people who could help me along.
I am so grateful for a peaceful, modest home, a patient husband I am equally yoked with, and a fellowship of women who will pull you up the mountain when your strength gives out.
I am a testament that happy, supported women make things beautiful wherever they go. It’s not about what you have, but what you do with it. 💕