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Desert Dreams Wreaths, Mesa, AZ (2026)

10/12/2026

Praise hasn’t always come easily for me — especially in seasons when life felt heavy or uncertain. God has taught me that praise isn’t just a response to good circumstances; it’s a declaration of who He is. When I choose to praise Him, even in quieter or harder moments, my heart is reminded that God remains my steady and unchanging foundation.

10/09/2026

🌿🦋 TODAY, I CHOSE ME. 🦋🌿

Today wasn’t about responsibilities, deadlines, house showings, divorce paperwork, packing, or worrying about what tomorrow might bring.

Today was about ME. About peace. About healing. About simply living. ❤️

My sister and I spent the most beautiful day surrounded by God’s incredible creation.

We hiked along the Salt River, swam in its refreshing waters, watched little fish swimming around us, and stood in awe as the magnificent wild Salt River horses gathered in the distance. 🐴💕

We wandered beneath the trees, admired wildflowers, listened to the water flowing over the rocks, and soaked in the kind of quiet that heals something deep within your soul.

Then we enjoyed a lovely lunch overlooking beautiful Saguaro Lake, surrounded by mountains and endless blue skies.

But today held an even deeper meaning.

Today would have been my mother’s 86th birthday. ❤️

I lost her to su***de when I was just 20 years old, eight days before my 21st birthday.

My mother loved butterflies. 🦋

And today, of all days, the air was filled with them.

My sister and I both noticed. We smiled and talked about how it felt as though Mom was right there with us.

Perhaps that was God’s gentle way of reminding us that love never truly leaves.

After years of heartache, stress, and simply trying to survive, I’m learning something important.

Healing isn’t always about fixing what’s broken. Sometimes it’s about stepping away from the chaos long enough to remember who you are.

Today, I laughed. I explored. I breathed. I felt the sunshine on my face and the cool river water against my skin.

And for a few precious hours, I wasn’t carrying the weight of everything happening in my life.

I was simply enjoying it.

Thank you, God, for this beautiful day. For my sister. For wild horses, butterflies, rivers, and mountains. And for the reminder that even in the midst of life’s storms, there is still so much beauty waiting to be discovered.

Happy heavenly birthday, Mom. 🦋❤️

Today was for you, too.

🙏💕 One day at a time. One beautiful moment at a time. Healing, growing, and finding my way back to peace.

10/08/2026

💔🙏 Jesus, Heal the Part Nobody Sees

Today, I discovered a song that brought me to tears. Not just a few tears, but the kind that come from deep within your soul.

Every. Single. Word. felt like my own prayer to Jesus.

These past several years have been filled with abuse, fear, betrayal, heartbreak, and circumstances that have tested my strength and faith beyond anything I imagined.

And just when I thought I could finally see the beginning of a peaceful new life, the sale of our home fell through.

I am heartbroken.

But this song speaks to something much deeper.

The pain nobody sees.

The wounds hidden behind smiles. The tears cried in private. The prayers whispered when we're too exhausted to find the words.

For years, I've kept going. Working, creating, praying, and believing God has something better waiting for me.

But being strong doesn't mean we aren't hurting.

What touched me most is that this song isn't simply asking Jesus to change our circumstances.

It's asking Him to heal the parts of our hearts those circumstances have wounded.

The fear. The grief. The bitterness. The exhaustion. The memories. The struggle to trust again.

I know God hasn't abandoned me, but I'd be lying if I said I haven't asked Him WHY.

This song feels like someone reached into my heart and put my most private prayers into music.

If you're smiling while quietly falling apart, or holding on to faith by the tiniest thread, please take seven minutes and listen.

You don't have to pretend everything is okay with Jesus.

He already knows.

Today, my prayer isn't simply for our house to sell.

It's for God to heal the wounds I've carried, so they don't follow me into the next chapter.

Jesus, heal the part nobody sees. 💔🙏

🎵 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pdnXCVy97I

"The Lord is near to the brokenhearted." — Psalm 34:18

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10/08/2026

💔 A Broken Heart and a Shattered Dream

This morning, my heart is heavy.

After months of waiting, praying, preparing, and hoping, the buyers of our home have walked away.

And I am devastated.

These were buyers coming from a $1.2 million custom home who had reportedly been searching for their next home for TWO YEARS. From the beginning, there seemed to be uncertainty and hesitation. Their own home never appeared to make meaningful progress toward being listed for sale.

But I allowed myself to hope.

I believed that perhaps, finally, this was the answer to so many prayers.

We had a contract. We had a December 31 closing date. I had begun imagining a new home, a peaceful life, and a future where I could finally feel safe.

And now, just like that, we're back to square one.

What hurts most isn't simply losing a buyer. It's losing that beautiful glimpse of freedom.

For those who know what I've been living through, you understand that selling this house is about so much more than real estate. It's about escaping years of abuse, finding peace, and beginning a new chapter of my life.

I am exhausted. I am angry. And today, I am heartbroken.

I know God has a plan. I know His timing is not always ours. I know He can open doors that no one can close.

But I would be lying if I said I understood any of this right now.

I have prayed so hard for this new beginning. And just when I thought I could finally see the finish line, it disappeared.

Sometimes trusting God is easy. And sometimes trusting Him is the only thing you have left when absolutely nothing makes sense.

Today, I'm struggling. I'm crying. I'm asking why.

But somewhere beneath all this heartbreak, I still believe that God has not brought me this far to abandon me now.

I just wish I could see what He's doing.

"The Lord is near to the brokenhearted." — Psalm 34:18

If you have a moment today, please say a prayer for me. Not just for another buyer, but for strength, protection, and the courage to keep going when I'm so very tired of fighting.

I still believe my peaceful new beginning is out there.

I just thought I was finally on my way. 💔🙏

10/06/2026

Yesterday was my 9th wedding anniversary.

There was no celebration.

Instead, I thought about how different my life is from the one I believed I was beginning nine years ago.

Today I’m selling our home, navigating a divorce, running a business, packing up a life, and searching for a new home where I can finally feel safe and at peace.

I’m also living with the realities of Alzheimer’s in my home.

But I need to make something very clear:

The abuse did NOT begin with Alzheimer’s.

The verbal abuse, intimidation, financial abuse, threats and physical violence existed before the disease. Alzheimer’s did not create the marriage I am leaving. It has made an already unsafe situation more complicated and heartbreaking.

I can have compassion for someone with Alzheimer’s and still know that I have a right to be safe.

Lately, life has meant searching the neighborhood for 45 minutes when my husband wandered away and couldn't find his way home. Cleaning f***s from the floor in the middle of the night. Being threatened. Locking myself in my office. And yes, even being being mooned. 🤦‍♀️😂

Sometimes you either laugh or cry.

Meanwhile, orders still need to go out. The house needs to sell. The divorce needs to be finished. Boxes need packing. And today an inspector apparently decided to determine whether this house could survive the apocalypse. 😂

Some days I’m strong.
Some days I cry.
Some days I’m angry.
Some days I’m simply exhausted.

But through every one of those days—

GOD.

When I was frightened, God was there.
When I searched the neighborhood, God was there.
When I locked the office door, God was there.
And when I finally said, “I cannot live like this anymore,” God was there.

I don’t know where my next home will be.

But I know Who is going with me.

One day soon, I’ll wake up in my new home, make my tea, look outside at something green and beautiful, and realize:

I made it.

Not because I carried this alone.

Because I never did.

Nine years. An ending. A beginning.

Through it all…

GOD. Always GOD. ❤️🙏

Isaiah 43:2

10/05/2026

God has shown me that strong faith doesn’t grow overnight. It develops quietly over time, through trust, obedience, and returning to Him again and again. There have been seasons when I didn’t feel particularly strong, yet God was deepening my roots beneath the surface. This verse reminds me that when my life is rooted in Christ, I am strengthened in ways that endure far beyond temporary circumstances.

09/30/2026

UNDER CONTRACT. 🏡❤️
I can hardly believe I’m finally writing those words.
For months, life behind the scenes at Desert Dreams Wreaths has looked very different from the pretty ribbons, beautiful creations, and packages you see here.
There has been packing and cleaning. Storage units and boxes. Open houses and last-minute showings. Keeping a house ready at a moment’s notice while continuing to run a business, fill orders, answer messages, and somehow keep moving forward when much of my personal life felt anything but certain.
There were days I wondered if this house would ever sell.
Days I was exhausted.
Days when another showing meant cleaning everything all over again, hiding evidence that actual human beings and one very spoiled standard poodle lived here, and then getting out the door. 😂
And through all of it, you continued to order, encourage me, pray for me, and support this little business that has meant so much to me. I am incredibly grateful.
Today, my home is UNDER CONTRACT.
There are still steps ahead, so I’m not quite closing the book yet. But for the first time in a very long time, I can see the end of this chapter—and the beginning of another.
I don't know yet where I'm going.
But I know Who does.
So I'm trusting God with the details, trusting Him with the timing, and believing that somewhere ahead is the place where I can finally exhale, heal, create, and begin again.
Thank you for walking through this season with me. ❤️
Here’s to the next chapter.
"For I know the plans I have for you..." — Jeremiah 29:11

09/28/2026

Gratitude has a way of shifting my perspective. When I pause to thank God for His goodness, I’m reminded of how faithful He has been — not just in the big moments, but in everyday grace. This verse invites my heart to remember that God’s love is constant, enduring, and worthy of praise in every season.

09/21/2026

There is something deeply comforting about making a beautiful meal when life itself feels anything but orderly.

The last few months have held more change, uncertainty, stress, and sheer chaos than I ever expected to navigate at once. And yet, in the middle of it all, I still find these little moments—slicing a perfectly ripe tomato, breaking open creamy burrata, adding avocado, scattering pumpkin seeds and crispy chickpeas over the top—and creating something that makes me happy before I even take the first bite.

I’ve realized that this is one of the ways I care for myself.

I love food that is fresh and real. Food with color and texture. Food that is beautiful to look at and even better to eat. Taking a few extra minutes to make my breakfast beautiful may seem insignificant when there are so many much bigger things happening in my life, but maybe that’s exactly why it matters.

Joy doesn’t always arrive as some enormous, life-changing moment.

Sometimes it’s a gorgeous tomato.

Sometimes it’s your first taste of burrata and wondering where it has been all your life. 😂

Sometimes it’s sitting down to a beautiful plate of food and realizing, once again, God is still providing.

There is still goodness here. There is still beauty. There are still things to savor.

And this morning, I am simply grateful. ❤️

“Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.” — Psalm 34:8 NIV

09/21/2026

Growth hasn’t always been obvious or fast in my life. There have been seasons where nothing seemed to change, yet God was strengthening me beneath the surface. This verse reminds me that flourishing often happens quietly, rooted deeply in faith. God grows us in ways that last when we trust Him through the process.

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