Apostolic Momma

Vicious Cycle

The “Good” Side of Mild Depression

dandelion with a blurred sunset in the background

When I first started this blog, I had a vision of what I would write about. I would write about Faith, Family, Food, Fun, Fitness (thus the titles of my categories menu) and about being a single mother. But as the blog is progressing, it seems to be more about how to deal with and overcome depression. Now, I certainly don’t want to be Debbie Downer all the time, but as they say- “you write what you know”.

One Hour Daily Phone Use Challenge- Days 5, 6, and 7

Welcome to the second half of my week-long challenge: not using my phone for more than one hour per day- as monitored by the Screen Time app on my iPhone. To start at the beginning, read here.

One Hour Daily Phone Use Challenge- Days 2, 3, and 4

This post is all about how the rest of my week is going without using my phone more than one hour per day- as monitored by the Screen Time app on my iPhone. To start at the beginning, read here.

The One Hour Daily Phone Use Challenge

two men on a balcony overlooking the city, on man looking at his phone

There’s a popular saying that’s been going around for several years now: “What you despise in others, you despise in yourself” (and numerous variations thereof). I can vouch for the validity of this quote because I HATE seeing someone playing on their cell phone. It bugs the fire out of me! For years, all I had was a flip phone. I refused to get a smart phone because I didn’t want to turn into “one of them”.

My Journey Through an Existential Crisis

It goes by many names: existential depression, existential crisis, existential anxiety, existential angst… but what is it exactly? It’s pretty hard to describe if you’ve never experienced it. Here is the best definition I’ve found so far:

The Starfish Story

starfish on the beach next to bubbly ocean water

August 16, 2015

I was at the store today and started tearing up while looking at the hundreds of lost people in my city. I wished I could give them all a card and invited them to church, then I felt helpless because there were so many. This story came to mind and I remembered, even if I only reach one, it would still matter.