Hi! My name is Tamara and I’m a hat wearer. I wear lots of hats. Not all at the same time, mind you. Well, sometimes at the same time. I’m a wife, a mom, and a writer. I mostly write about my faith, my family, and my food. I live in the suburbs of Houston and I work for the church. I have a focus on children and family ministry…when I have focus. There are all sorts of fun and silly hats that go along with that job. I’m also a speaker and a storyteller. I tell stories about my life, about God’s grace, and about healing love. I speak about the things God speaks to me.
I have a fabulous husband who is so funny that people love to be around him all the time. I’m usually invited to tag along, which is fun because I like my wife hat. I have two amazing kids who are genuine miracles straight from God. I remind myself almost daily that I prayed hard and with diligence for them. I shed tears. It was real. And I sometimes have to remind myself of those prayers when I put my mom hat on.
I have a gift for baking pies and pound cakes, which is more of an apron and less of a hat. I love to cook simple, comforting, soul-nourishing food. Food and wine are my love language. I use them to celebrate my life and the lives of people around me and it’s been said that there’s never a shortage of food at my house. I can always find a reason to celebrate with a great meal or fabulous dessert. Celebration is a big deal to me. I feel like there’s not enough of it in the world. So I bake pound cakes and drink red wine.
I’m in recovery. I try to never take that hat off. I’m a recovering co-dependent and food addict. Both of those things make the above paragraph hard to reconcile. I did all the steps though and I revisit them daily. Every day is a new day for me to experience love, laughter, and self-control. God is good and he has brought much healing to my life.
I’m a suicide survivor. I didn’t ask for that hat…but who would? I lost my mom to it on April 15, 1997. So I’m always wrestling and learning and coping and growing from that.
I’m also an animal lover. That comes out in the form of me taking in too many dogs, fish, birds, etc. They’ve all had a passageway through my life. And they leave hair and fur and feathers on my hats.
Mostly though, I’m a child of God. It’s a hat that was given to me with so much love and grace that I often don’t know how to wear it. Sometimes I take that hat off and throw it on the ground and stomp on it. God loves me though and he hands it right back. I have very little figured out in this great big world…other than the fact that I don’t have to. He’s got it. He’s got it all.
That’s about it. I hope you visit often and that some of the words here are good for you and your soul. If you’re interested in having me come speak to your group, shoot me a message and we can talk about the details. I’d love to come swap stories with you!