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November 11, 2019

When he asked me to be his girlfriend a lifetime ago, I said "no way". I'd been set free from a marriage to an angry uniform-wearing man who blamed his job for his behavior, and I had no interest in walking down that road again. I intended to meet a nice musician/graph...

September 30, 2019

I'm going to take a moment to write about something that's a little raw for me - depression and suicide as a "seasoned' military spouse. I debated sharing this because I don't want anyone to think I'm simply writing to market. But, as you know from earlier writings, I...

April 23, 2019

Somehow, after eight years, I still woke up this 23 APR with a weight on my chest.

On 23 APR 2011, a call came in that there'd been an incident in my husband’s unit and to remain at my residence for further information. My husband was deployed as a combat helicopter p...

March 30, 2019

Oh my gosh, two posts in one week. Is this the Twilight Zone? I don't know what's happening. Just roll with it. 

I wanted to share something that has been on my mind lately.

Body image.

But probably not the way you're thinking. 

This wiggle of a thought started last m...

March 29, 2019

Not really.

But really. 

Good morning, friends! On Tuesday, I had a wonderful conversation about my writing process. After bemoaning the last few months to my friend, we had the following exchange: 

Her: Well, what's stopping you? You talk a lot about this book, but...

October 24, 2018

Full Disclosure: My husband and I are not geeks.

A bit nerdy? Yes.

A little awkward sometimes? Yes.

Fashionably challenged? Most days.

But geeky?… not so much.

We don’t own any comic books or have any originally packaged action figures. While both of us have our share of ge...

October 4, 2018

A few years ago my mom and I came to the agreement that I'm about 60% country girl. I spent just enough of my childhood in creek beds and tumbleweeds to call myself country. I lived in the city limits but was raised in the “Nashville of the West Coast” - Bakersfield, C...

May 3, 2018

OH, THE ACHE! I have so many words and I don’t even know how to get them out. As a woman called to ministry - dare I say pastoring - this letter strikes and deep and ancient chord in my soul.

For the 15 years since I entered Bible College, I have been discarded, shushed...

April 11, 2018

If hugs were dollars, we'd have reached our fundraising goal yesterday. I posted a funny thing about how I’m at that point with this fundraiser where I need someone to brush my hair and bring me snacks and tell me I’m pretty. And my friends came out in full force!!!

One...

November 11, 2016

When Sean asked me to be his girlfriend a lifetime ago, I said "no way". I'd been set free from a marriage to an angry uniform-wearing man who blamed his job for his behavior, and I had no interest in walking down that road again. I intended to meet a nice musician/gra...

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