I thought it might be interesting to briefly discuss the relationship between eating disorders & marriage. For those of you who may be newer to my site, I was diagnosed with Anorexia Nervosa 6 years ago and have been on a recovery journey ever since. Throughout these years I have suffered many relapses but also found much growth as step by step I slowly embraced this new life I was given. In 2020 I began dating Micah Hastings and by last July we were happily married. While ma

It has been a while since I addressed eating disorder recovery. So I figured it was about time for another post. If you asked me what I...

Submission [n] the action or fact of accepting or yielding to a superior force or to the will or authority of another person. Do those words make you cringe? What if I told you that submission is a fundamental part of biblical marriage? Ephesians 5: 22-27 “Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord, because the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church. He is the Savior of the body. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives are to submit

Change [v] make someone or something different; alter or modify. [n] the act or instance of making or becoming different. Last Friday my husband and I climbed into our loaded vehicles and made the 7.5-hour drive to our new home: Fredericksburg Virginia. We drove through the flat roads of Ohio, cruised across bridges and boarders, winded through the mountains, and finally sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic before crossing the finish line to our home. Sunshine and warm weather gre

It is Saturday, the sun is shining and Bodi and I are hanging out at the house. Micah left in the wee hours of the morning for work and will not return until dark. The whole day is ahead of us, full of empty time waiting to be embraced. What to do... what to do.... I miss Micah, I await his return with eagerness, but the hours will tick by wasted if I simply sit by the door and stare at the clock. There is work to be done. There are things to accomplish in the waiting. I hav

“You aren’t thin enough.” I snuck past my sleeping parents into their bathroom which contained the only scale in the house. These next...