There are times in our lives that someone’s choices or our own choices leave us looking at the ashes of our lives.  We stand amidst destruction and look at our lives with confusion, fear, and despair.  It as if a tornado of sin rips through our lives and leaving us empty, hopeless, and not knowing where to turn.

Death. Divorce. Unplanned pregnancy.  Addiction.  Emotional Abuse.  Sexual Abuse.  Finances.  Sickness. Pride.  Conflict.  Anxiety. Broken Relationships.  Physical Abuse. Body Image. Regret. Depression.  And the list goes on…

By a decision of your own or out of your control, your life can change in an instant.

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My name is Nikki.  I have stood there many times, looking around at the ashes of my life.  Unsure where to turn and unprepared with what I should do next.  I have recovered from an eating disorder that claimed ¼ of my life.  I have recovered from unspoken things, deep hurt that has left scars.  And through it all, God has taught me how to paint beauty with the ashes.

I taught in public schools, was a stay at home mom, and then a principal at a K-12 Christian school while raising two girls with my husband. I have taught education classes to pre-service teachers.   I have actually been through middle school 4 times (as an adolescent, as a teacher/principal, as a parent, as a supervisor for student teachers) which still doesn’t make me an expert, but it does make for a lot of lessons for moms and girls.

I invite you to my blog.  A blog my girls asked me to write to share my experiences.   A place where you will see my struggle and conflict while raising adolescent girls, but also see hope, redemption, and a lot of sarcasm.  Sarcasm may be my love language.  I do not do perfect, but I do real and honest.  I invite you to laugh and cry in this mess we call life.  I invite you to grow with me and our girls as we learn to paint beauty with ashes….

Isaiah 61:3

“….to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of despair…”


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