I have never been one to publicly claim scripture.  Certainly not one to declare God's intentions or timing.  I don't honestly know how God's actual voice sounds. This doesn't mean that I'm not a Christian or that God's never sent a clear and fortuitous message to me.  Until recently, I guess I never thought of... Continue Reading →

How do I tell my babies? How do I tell my mom? I’ve always been the strong one. The one who says, “everything will be okay” and “it’s going to be fine.  Just fine.” But I don’t know that right now.  I have more questions than answers, and fine feels unreachable.  It seems like a lifetime... Continue Reading →

This is under construction.  Big, exciting things are coming very soon, so check back on Monday  Meanwhile, for those have asked, when I study the Bible I have entire army of variations of the Word surround me.  The four identified below are my go-tos.    Again, sorry for the mess, XO!   NIV, Bible to... Continue Reading →

Go on.  Admit it.  You've missed me.... To those who have followed my journey for nearly four years, I owe an explanation for my absence here at A Broken Crayon. First, I thought I'd take a little break from writing, advocating and researching.  Summer began early with both of my daughters out of school before... Continue Reading →

We had watched from the sidelines, but now our captain was gone and ten tiny lives were completely in our hands. Momma dogs do more than just nurse their babies; they lick their bellies to stimulate pee, lick their bodies to keep them clean, and lick up their puppies' poop also to help with cleanliness.... Continue Reading →