50 years: An Anomaly

Do you know the percentage of people who make it to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary? If you are like me, you understand with all that our world is going through, the number may be low but I was shocked when I learned this week just how low that number is. Seven percent. SEVEN PERCENT! That is absolutely crazy to me. 

Yesterday I had the honor nad privilege of taking photos for a couple who celebrated 50 years of marriage. I have known this couple for more than 20 years. In those 20 years, I've witnessed the ebb and flow of life take place within their family. 

Life has not always been easy for them but one thing that kept them part of the anomaly of our world has been their faith, which is why I found myself thinking what a beautiful testament to have most of their family present for the private Mass and celebration. 

As I drove home, after the celebration, I thought about that seven percent. I thought about all the people in my life. I've known many couples who have gotten married. In fact, I have gone to more weddings than I can recall. But a vast majority of those couples have ended up divorced. However, I've been blessed to know six couples who have celebrated 50 or more years of marriage. What did they all have in common? Faith! Every single couple put God in the middle of their marriage in the good times and in the bad times.

This should be a lesson for all of us. Our world needs faith. We all need faith.

Congratulations Andy and Sue for being such an anomaly. May we all learn from your witness and example. God bless you!

Book Signing Event

Today was a wonderful day where Lagron Miller Co. in Peoria, IL sponsored a Book Signing Event for me. 

My first book From Death to New Life: The Transformation of a Soul is compilation of nearly 150 poems that I have written since I was in high school and is arranged in a way that tells my life's story without really telling the story. Lagron Miller will be carrying my book for $20. 

Thank you to all those who came out for the event. It was a huge success. 

Pre-Order A Caterpillar's Journey

It's time to pre-order A Caterpillar's Journey for $16. You can do so by emailing kimberly.souba@gmail.com. 

A Caterpillar's Journey is the first children's book I've written and is about a caterpillar who wants to be a butterfly but listens to the all the outside voices about how she is not good enough until he begins to hear the Father's voice encouraging her to ignore all the negativity and to keep moving forward. 

This is the first children's book in a series written by myself and illustrated by Alaina Selzler of Jamestown, ND. 

Who Is Your Person?

Have you ever thought to yourself, "I wonder what babies think when they look at you making goofy faces at them?" Or have you ever stopped to just observe the wonder of a child? Your mind can take you in oh so many places.

Over the last several days I had the pleasure of spending time with my 10-month-old Goddaughter and her parents. There were lots of kisses, ahhing and ooo-ing, and making silly sounds and faces. But...there were also times that I found myself just looking at her thinking what it must be like to be 10-months old and literally not have a care in the world because she knew that her parents and Godmother would dote over every single thing she did whether it was crinkling her nose, babbling uncontrollably while kicking her legs in the swing, or crying because she was overtired and missed her momma who ran some errands.

As a young child, I do not recall being doted over by anyone except my own Godparent, my uncle, on the rare occasions that I would see him. But as I have grown into an adult, I am blessed to have others who love me and dote over me from time to time with their words of love, support, encouragement, and help when needed. I am blessed that even though I have gone through many traumatic situations throughout my life, I know that I have people in my corner cheering me on, teaching me new things, and loving me unconditionally just like I do with my Goddaughter.

In a few short weeks, my first children's book, A Caterpillar's Journey, will be released. It's truly about the journey a caterpillar must take to be the butterfly she desires to be. And though she feels like there is no one in her corner cheering her on, there is at least one person. We all have one person in our corner. Sometimes it's hard to recognize that person, but we do. We all go through many transformations in lives whether it be learning to sit up, crawl, walk, talk, change old behaviors and attitudes, make better choices out of our poor ones, or whatever. Who is your person? Who are the cheerleaders in your life? Don't forget to look for them. Don't forget to listen for their cheers even when they seem to be whispering as it's often the quiet voices that speak the loudest. I'm blessed to have many cheerleaders in my life.

Stepping Out

Spring is in full bloom with his very confused weather. One day it's 76 degrees outside. The next it is raining. The next it is 40 degrees. I often feel like my mood has been on a roller coaster like the weather. One day I am ecstatic because my students have done something amazing. The next day I'm emotional when I think about all that COVID has taken away from me, my friends, my family, and people in general. Then I am nervous with anticipation of a new book coming out.

Spring is the epitome of transformation as flowers have been laying dormant all winter, dying to themselves, only to rise with beautiful blooms with the breath of new life. As the school year comes to an end this week, I feel the pains and joys of transformation in my own life as I step out in vulnerability.

What is this vulnerability I speak of? It is putting myself out there and sharing my story like I've never done before and using a variety of mediums to do this. A couple of weeks ago, I gave an interview regarding my first book, From Death to New Life: The Transformation of a Soul. I felt that the two-hour interview went well but found myself extremely anxious awaiting its publication. Why so anxious? I can only say it was because people would read it and learn some secrets I had kept for so long.

But if I was so anxious, why put myself out there like that?

I have reached a point in my life that I need to be intentional in being my authentic self. This means to be honest about my past. I am not my past but my past is a part of my life. You are NOT your past. I have also realized that I have a lot to offer others who have had similar experiences. I have survived and I am thriving. I do slip back into old behaviors once in awhile. But over all, I am thriving. If sharing my story helps one person, I will have fulfilled the mission I've been given by the Father.

Giving an interview about my book and my story is one way of being vulnerable. I have also stepped out and recorded my story on YouTube and created a podcast.

What are you doing to be more authentically yourself?

Seeing Our Gifts

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. Every April for the last 10 years, I have reflected on the gift I was given. Gift? you might ask. Yes, I consider my journey of childhood sexual assault a gift, though I didn't always think it was a gift.

With the encouragement of some close friends, who have been parental figures to me, I walked into the Center for Prevention of Abuse in Peoria, IL about 10 years ago and into the office of one of the most amazing women I have ever known. Over the course of our sessions over weeks, months, and years, I was finally about to trust and open up. I trusted my counselor with intimate details of my life that my family and closest friends didn't even know. She made me feel safe. She asked the hard questions. She didn't let me get away with being silent...for too long anyhow. She knew when to push me and when to let me be. I was able to find someone who allowed me to truly be myself...angry, happy, tearful, frustrated,  excited and everything in between. This was a gift. Eventually, I was able to take the tools she gave and taught me and put them into practice. This wasn't always easy. This wasn't always well received by my family and friends but I was able to find my inner voice. This was a gift. 

When my counselor retired, it was the worst thing - or so I thought. I was scared. How would I be able to navigate my life without our sessions that began weekly and moved to monthly? Many tears were shed.  She continued to assure me that I had the strength within me to continue the journey without her. After all, she believed in her work and her ability to help others. She was and is a gift to me.

I soon found out, YES! I was stronger than I believed. I was given an opportunity to prove my strength to myself when I was able to stand up in front of a room of strangers and share my story with them. Something I would normally have shied away from. I was proud of myself. I knew she would be proud of me. I quickly learned that I always had the strength within but I just needed to trust myself, trust God, and trust those who had always proven their love for me. This was truly a gift.

Who are the gifts in your life? What gifts have been given to you? What gifts are you giving to others? Please remember to take time to reflect on those gifts and thank God for them even if you don't think they are a gift at the time.