The Deck and Me

Today I stained my deck.

It seems mundane. A task we ‘have’ to do when wood gets worn and unseemly. And it had already been a long day. My mother had gone into surgery this morning for a massive tumor and hysterectomy. The same surgery I had just gone through in January. Four months now but I still feel the tearing, the straining, the adjustments, and the pain.

As I began to stain over the worn out wood, I felt a sense of calm arise. Seeing something that looked so old and useless turn into a beautiful and nearly new object was quite satisfying. It all felt quite peaceful in a way—the swishing of the stain across the wood grain; the sound of the birds and the smell of the grill coming from my neighbor’s back yard. Therapeutic work; like an art form. I was grateful.

My mind finally felt freed up. The movement and the labor allowed me space to contemplate. To feel. And there were lots of those. Feelings, I mean. My heart and thoughts leapt from the anxiety of the day, wondering if mom had cancer, and if she would even make it out of surgery, to the loss of my own reproductive organs, and the stress and strain of the biopsies. The wondering and praying I didn’t have cancer all year, and now this. To be honest, I didn’t know if I’d even see mom again. It brought up the memories of when dad died. No final goodbye, just regrets.

As my paint brush jumped to a new piece of deck, my mind jumped too. What a difficult year. The quarantine, the losses, the homeschooling, and new business. The loss of friendships, my ministry, and church family. It all. just. seemed. to. be. too. much. But God.

As the stain soaked into the rotting wood, I felt hope arise. Seems odd if you look at everything practically. 30 years living with bipolar disorder and panic disorder. Adopting a child who suffers too. ADHD, depression, and now testing for autism. It’s been a long journey I can’t quite wrap into this small space in time but the grief is real. The whole “what could have been but never will be” thing is so real and stunningly painful. Only gratitude can help now. I think God still does miracles but for the most part He likes to do healings that take time and effort.

I stepped back to look at my work. Half of the deck looked nearly new. The other half pretty sketchy. It was really a picture of me. Worn out from so much life. So much experience. Sure there had been days where the party tunes were loud and the visitors full of laughter—when the deck was lively and full of promise. But the rain and heat and the constant usage wore it out. A little stain doesn’t make it new. It doesn’t erase what caused the wearing, or replace the wood beneath. Is it merely a cosmetic fix that doesn’t get to the heart of the matter?

Listen, you can continue to paint over what’s wrong when really you need to go deeper. Stain, stain, and re-stain, but at some point you might need to replace a rotting board or two. There’s no denying real construction is possible in the future when we choose to hide the truth. I choose the word “authentic” for my year in January and this is it my friends. No more simple coverups to avoid the real work.

There’s so much loss but so much gain. I see the hope with so much pain. I’ve heard your greatest ministry, your real life purpose is in your greatest pain and testimony. Well let it be then friends, let it be.

So allow yourself to feel, to grieve. Write, create, and express it! Be real, be authentic, be you. And use it to launch you into your greatest purpose and change. the. world! When you walk unleashed, you will unleash others around you and your greatest pain will be not only yours, but exactly the healing someone else needs too.

Tiffany x

The Back Road

Wandering down the abandoned prairie road brought her peace.

It was the kind of trail she imagined once held horses and buggies and later old jalopies. The one where the cool summer breeze rustled through trees and down shady lanes full of dandelions and wild flowers. If she silenced her heart enough, she could still hear the clip clop of the horse hooves and the giggles of young children running free in the warm summer sun. Melancholy. Nostalgic. There’s no other way to put it. She was longing for a simpler time.

The days were long and worry-filled, she thought, as she journeyed down the back road. She had been out for a drive just prior and had seen the trail from the highway. Throwing caution to the wind, she stopped to explore—her curiosity always got the best of her. She had that way about her.

The earth felt solid beneath her feet. Sometimes you just need that—to feel something stronger than your body and your spirit, especially when they’re broken. The realness, the constancy of the ground, and the consistency of something between your fingers. To smell the grass and flowers. To hear the birds and the buzzing of the bees. There’s security in the constant turning of the seasons. There’s peace in the beauty God made by His voice.

If only we could hide on the back road. Instead we go, we stay awhile, and we heal. We hope, do we ever hope. We ask—for more, for something to make sense, for love. Sure we break but we mend on that back road. We welcome in the Divine and let Him heal us. Then we bring that peace back to the chaos within ourselves and the world. We go back. We always go back.

So here’s to you finding your adventure today. Discover your own back road and come back with more peace for you and for us. Take it all in and live again,

Tiffany x

I Just Want to Say THANK YOU!

Hi you. 🧡

I just want to say THANK YOU!!

👉🏻 So I started my blog at the end of October as a place to vent after being diagnosed with endometrial pre-cancer. The diagnosis sucks and so does the stuff that goes with it, but the blessings of what’s coming out of it are sooooo good!!! Isn’t that the way God is?? Always turning our worst moments for our good? 🙌🏼

👉🏻 Thanks to you all, this blog and my IG feed have now blossomed into a place of fantastic fashion, beautiful makeup, and sometimes laughable but always encouraging and faith-filled lifestyle musings with all its mess! I just want to say a BIG PEACHY KEEN THANK YOU to everyone who has started following along on my crazy new adventure! And if you haven’t yet, WHAT YOU WAITING FOR?! 🧡 I’ll always keep it real with you and give you the best of me!! I’m so grateful for all of the new friendships I am making with you!! It’s really needed!!

Some of my ✨2021✨ goals:

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🧡 increase posts giving you the best of my affordable and great-for-any-age-and-body-type fashion tips and outfit links (including awesome savings codes for you peachy followers!!) 💃🤩

Here’s what I have for you so far:

  • 30% off of awesome girl gang and boss babe clothes and accessories at Her Team with Code thepeachykeendiaries
  • 50% off of activewear and workout clothes at Mello with Code MELLOTIFFANY
  • 10% off of faith-based clothing at Lion of Judah Clothing with Code TIFF10
  • LimeLifer Customer Appreciation Program for professional, clean makeup/skin care at LimeLife by Alcone
  • 10% off of my accessories brand at Trumpet + Tassel for peachy keen followers with Code PEACHY10

This will continue to be updated on my Linktree here!

🧡 go live with super fun chit chats that you’ll look forward to each day, giveaways, and makeup tips, especially for the 40-50 crowd like your girl here! 🙋💄

🧡 share my faith and encouragement with you through music, bible studies, random thoughts, and let you know my DM’s are always open for prayer, a virtual hug, support and love (the friendly kind, ha!) If this year has taught me anything it’s that we need each other! We need a Tribe of hype girls that love and LIFT one another UP not tear one another down in jealousy! COME ON!! 👏🏻👑

🧡 to continue to show you the real, not the perfect ‘cause it does NOT exist. And that life is beautiful in all of it ups and downs. I got you!

🧡 …more to come as we inch closer to the New Year!!…

👉🏻 What is one of YOUR goals for 2021? Comment below! I can’t wait to read them!

Tiffany x