grateful

I tell the story of a woman who pushed hard to live life within the lines of expectation, society and religion. Performed to be misses- and mommy-perfect. Exchanged family, friends, and country for the unknown of another man’s land, desiring to speak and live the acceptable, good life. The one who controlled life, demanding favour from the giver of life.

I tell the story of a woman who supported her husband to show others the way to live wholeheartedly. Loved a boy in search of himself. Cared for a girl who is completely dependent on the mercy of others. No reputation of success as a wife, mother or ambassador of the other Kingdom. Not having answers most of the time. Nothing to give.

I tell the story of a woman who scavenged the pieces of shattered dreams. Disappointed, angry, worn out, lived to the limit, empty…The one, who turned to darkness, accepted defeat and wanted to breathe no more.

I tell the story of a woman discovering that life is the gift

I tell the story of a woman looking to find life in the moment, being grateful. Using gifts of hospitality and creativity to reflect ultimate beauty. Anticipating to live authentically, wholehearted and vulnerable.

I tell the story of a woman strolling one day at a time in wide open fields of grace, enjoying Presence, resting in being, sharing hope.