About Me

Hi, I’m Amber! I am a wife and a mom to one. I work in advertising and marketing but am currently enrolled in school to finish my Bachelor’s in Social Work. When I am not at work or writing you can find me at home snuggled up on my couch with my family and two small dogs or singing in my backyard garden!

I am known amongst my friends and family as a very emotional person. I express 99% of my feelings with tears. You can forget it if someone else is crying, that’s it, I am also a bucket of tears too. I thought for a long time this was a flaw, but I just have a big sensitive heart that feels all my emotions in a big way. That is where the name of this blog comes in. Sometimes I Cry A Lot, It is just who I am.

I am so glad you have found your way here to a little piece of my heart. For as long as I can remember, I have loved to write. When I was younger I wrote poems and as I got older I started to journal. It is very therapeutic for me to write and to talk out what I am processing or going through. I have had some big life changes over the past 6 years and I dove into therapy because I knew I needed help figuring out and coping with all that was happening. Change is hard and I felt like I was being buried alive by it. Writing and music are my outlets. I can escape when I sing and the world fades away as I write.

Among the grammar errors you will find that I share about the changes in my life, in my heart, and in my soul. I am open and honest and the majority of my posts are about my past and my childhood because I have learned that keeping secrets or keeping things hidden as a way to make it seem like things are going well only results in more heartache and more pain. I share because I want to encourage others, that there is an actual light at the end of the traumatic tunnel. Lastly, I share because while I have experienced pain and trauma I have also experienced immeasurable goodness… and that is what I want you to see here.

We are not defined by our past, by the abuse or abandonment.

We are good even if our childhood was not.

We are beautiful even covered in the ashes of our brokenness.

We are worth it no matter how many times we were told we were not.

We are loved, cherished, and wanted.

No longer does dysfunction and chaos have to weave through the very fabric of your daily life.

You get to CHOOSE what you become. You get to choose love and give love. You get to choose joy and be joy!

….and it’s okay to sometimes cry a lot!