Living with chronic illness can feel like a battle you never signed up for. For me, fibromyalgia has often been that constant storm— unpredictable flare-ups, fatigue that lingers, and days when even getting out of bed feels impossible. Yet, through all of this, I’ve found that peace doesn’t wait for everything to be perfect. Peace shows up when I choose to look beyond the pain and lean into my faith.
When I began writing, I never intended for it to become a book. It was simply a way of talking to God when words spoken aloud weren’t enough. Over time, the poems became more than just prayers for myself; they became reminders that healing is not just physical—it’s spiritual, emotional, and deeply personal.
In my poetry, you’ll see glimpses of the days I struggled, when fear and loneliness tried to take over. But you’ll also see moments of breakthrough, when a whispered prayer or a simple smile lifted me back up. Writing allowed me to hold onto hope, even in the most fragile seasons of my life.
My book is my journey toward restoration, but I believe it can also be a companion for anyone carrying unseen battles. Whether you are dealing with illness, grief, broken relationships, or questions of faith, know this—you are not alone. God meets us in the middle of our mess and gently reminds us that we are stronger than we think.
I still have hard days. I still question. But I’ve learned that peace is not the absence of pain; it’s the presence of God in the middle of it. And that is a gift worth holding onto
