Mama Bunkfish

Navigating marriage, motherhood, and mental illness on Jesus, caffeine, and naps!


The title pretty much sums up why it’s been five months sense I’ve blogged. There’s been a lot I wanted to write about but I’m realizing that some stories are best told after you’ve given them time to be revised and edited in real life.

But there’s something I wanted to, needed to talk about: maturity. A month or so ago I was having breakfast with one of my sistars and telling her about the series of unfortunate events that have unfolded over the last several months. I joked about how had all these things happened even a year ago, I would be under the bed with several bottles of whiskey but that I’m actually managing not to engage in drunken tirades to cope (if you haven’t picked up on it by now – YES! I have a history of alcoholic indulgence to deal with stress). I wanted to credit myself with this newfound wisdom on how to cope but I realized that I can’t give myself any credit. It’s. All. God. My sistar said it was maturity. Maturing that’s all due to GOD.

Real talk: I’m a mess. Besides #MomCorliss and #CorlissCorliss, there’s also #RachetCorliss and #RighteousCorliss. #RatchetCorliss prevails more than she should but not as much as she used to. This morning for example, #RatchetCorliss was ready to throw in the towel, drop the kids off at their camps, and come home and drown her frustrations in vodka and ice cream – weird combination yes. But #RighteousCorliss took over and sent out an SOS to a sistar who then called and spoke life into me and prayed for me. That was enough for me to go home, do some laundry and drink…coffee. But had there not been more God in me, I can’t even imagine how the rest of my day would’ve gone.

See folks, this walk, this journey with God is hard. I’ve had some great years and some like 2019. But what I do know, is that had this been 5, 10, even 2 years ago, you might be reading a expletive laced rant about how life isn’t fair and I don’t have time for this ish. But. God. Now let me be clear. I’m not writing this for sympathy or for messages about what’s going on – that ain’t ya business. But know that whatever you’re going through – it really isn’t too big for God.

Until next time…

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