It was one of those nights. I was displaying my awful communication skills to my husband who had had a long day and didn’t have the mental energy to keep up. What started out as relaxing, fun evening at home turned into an argument between a frustrated husband and a crying wife. I was frustrated because I couldn’t communicate what I was really feeling and taking his exhaustion as a sign that he really didn’t care. I fell asleep with my mind racing and woke up at 3:30 in the same lane. Now, I feel like I should pause and let you in on two little Kala secrets. First, one…
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The Mold of a Mother
Everyone at some point in life has a mold that they feel the need to fit into. A title that comes with a checklist to be successful. Athlete, executive, husband, jock, nerd, girlfriend, pastor, coach, daughter. The list could go on. We are defined by labels and accomplishments in our culture. One mold that’s been on my mind a lot lately has been that of mother. It’s about the time of year, when we celebrate our mothers and the sacrifices they have made over the years and still make for us. I know I’m forever grateful to my mother. She raised me to love Jesus, know wrong from right. She…
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Start of a Journey
As with any journey in life, it’s important to know who you are traveling with, why they are traveling, and what they hope to accomplish. So I’ll get us started. My name is Kala, and this has been my journey thus far. My upbringing was in a fairly traditional, conservative home. I’ve attended a Southern Baptist church for as long as I can possible remember. My parents loved me (still do!) and worked diligently to raise me knowing right from wrong. I had a lot of pictures in my head about how life was supposed to be. You know… go to college, meet a boy, get married, have babies, live…
