Humility 101

Across the room from me, I noticed a woman trying to knit as her hands shook violently. A silky scarf dangled from the knitting needles in hazy purple hues. At one point during the meeting, the attendees passed a piece of paper around the room for us to sign in. She struggled to hold the…

Merry Stressmas????

Unless you’re a Christmas Queen, you’re wondering how you’ll  “make Christmas happen.” Why isn’t there an app for that? Many women feel pressure to shop ’til ya drop, bake ’til ya shake and do a hundred other tasks related to Christmas. Forget the sugar plum fairy. “How will I make Christmas happen?” dances through your…

Date Rape Odyssey, part 2

Years ago, as I mentioned in part 1, I felt my body betrayed me. I have a curvy, athletic yet petite frame. In many ways, I had a body women frequently wished they had. But as I said in my first post, be careful what you wish for. My figure often attracted attention I didn’t…

Swimming in the Sea of What-Ifs

You swim against the current, grasping for air as you turn your head to scan the horizon. Dizzy and out of breath, you feel the ebb and flow of the water spraying against your limbs. You’ve summersaulted your way into oblivion many times before, spiraling against the current, knowing not when the tides of life…

Date Rape: The Robber of My Soul ~ Heart of Tears

(Note: This is part 1 of a series.) I’d been praying about writing this, but the topic truly doesn’t fit the tone of Rhapsody en Route. The goal of this blog is authenticity. Real and raw. No veneers allowed. But nowadays, “authenticity” seems like a buzz word. Almost too cliché, and clichés are like shoes…