Faith, Hope, Courage


Between managing my two blogs and serving (see my tweets @SaraMahlet) I am taking time to rest not only physically but emotionally. I share various posts so I can give others a chance in the spotlight. I want to encourage people that things do improve and not give up trying.

Several people let me know that they read my Facebook posts and even my blogs. Many didn’t realize I had a lot to say through the written word. I want to emphasize subjects that need to be recognized globally. Give awareness to those linked with mental illness and other situations. It is not a taboo but a reality. Depression, anxiety, and body image to name a few. I get emotional about people who are snubbed for their personal beliefs or preferences. When I say blessings, it is for everyone Muslim, Christian, Hindu, Judaism, and Buddhists to name a few. I mean EVERYONE!

Since being in Ethiopia I have seen things that make me think twice about society. In my imagination, I see Iron Man, Captain America, Batman, Wonder Woman visiting these children and showing the world cares for the forgotten. What about Messi and his football chums these children would just feel awe seeing their heroes in person. Here is a leap of faith… The Rock, John Cena, and the WWE would get a royal welcome from their fans here.

Yes, this is the princess asking the world to remember these people risking their lives daily to change their own lives and their families. I could have been them if I didn’t have the opportunities I was given.

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I was a struggling mother turned blogger.


I  was in the early stages of being stay at home mom and military spouse.  I couldn’t go to mommy and me programs/meetings because I couldn’t drive.  Too scared and ashamed I took to the net searching for others.  Hoping to find some support during this time of life.

I tried Blogger and got locked out of Tumblr. So to WordPress I came with my hopes and dreams.  I wanted to find a community that didn’t judge me for being different. 

I couldn’t breast feed because the stress just couldn’t keep up.  I was ashamed that I looked at the breast pump and couldn’t get it.  Shouldn’t there be some support group for this?  I dealt with the shame of going to the hospital nurse for advice to feed my own baby.  I tried the teas to help me relax and make milk.  I even watched things to just relax.

At one point I was visiting my family and broke down crying because I felt like a bad mom.  My my mom soothed my worries by telling me I wasn’t the only person to go through this.  She advised me to to continue the breast milk and formula combination and do my best.  That was exactly what I did.

Outside of a few close people I didn’t share the ups and downs of motherhood.  Thinking I was the only one I decided to journal as much as I could remember so I could share with others hoping to find a someone that could get me. 

From the last week of July.


Note: I was so close to trashing this post. I even had a difficult time titling it. Than my inner self said it’s okay to share this. People might actually get it. So here it is. Sara

Both my blogs might get more shorter portions. Personally, I felt awful when I couldn’t do huge detail like I wished. So, I decided short is better than none at all.
Then I realized when I changed my other blog to an even more simpler theme I got excited. It was a beauty and I was proud. To be honest I needed a break from Starting Over and decided to give My Journey Through Life a facelift with a grand opening. Ok that is my city girl side talking. 

Another thing I actually was very close to walking out on my Twitter account. Yes, I am so proud of networking than I realized people I thought were following me actually blocked me. Talk about a shove in the ego. Thankfully I talked myself out of it. I will just let people do the clicking and keep going.

For the folks who think I can puts stuff out when I can…. Guess what it doesn’t work that way. I have been trying to explain it without complaining. Consider me an artist with my words painting a bigger picture. I actually got a comment that described that. It made me feel pretty good.

On both blogs, I have expressed that I have been tense lately. I think that plus the cold weather caused my body to go on strike. It’s been pretty rough. I am just getting over a bug so I might seem extra spicy with my words or attitude. It was suggested that I write in the second person point of view. I felt kind of sad because a lot of the time I am putting myself in another person’s shoes and seeing the world from their point of view.

On my LinkedIn profile, I describe myself as a caregiver. It is true because my mom has Post-Polio Syndrome which has her slowing down a bit. Trust me the word disabled was not in our vocabulary except when parking the car, “Ooh there is a handicap spot!”

Being her helper is teaching me that sometimes you are judged by your appearance. Like for example in the West there are so many assistance for a person with a disability lifts for example to get them in and out of cars, buses, and other uses of transportation. Here in my native land we are lucky if there is a ramp that gets my mom’s wheelchair around without getting stuck. People literally stare at my mom whenever we go places possibly thinking “what are you doing here?” Is it really that unbelievable that a person in a wheelchair can go into a cafe? 

There are times I share things on Facebook because several people know I came on this trip to help my mom. I also use my blogs as a way to explain how I live from experience and action. I myself deal with my own situations differently from others my age. I was dealt this life that many others would run from.  

So, with that you can see how I want to give hope to others and inspire them to not give up. Trust me I know.


Until next time be a light in the darkness and help others in need.

My Journey Through Life can be a stepping stone to your Starting Over at whatever stage you are.

People I want to thank for being on Team Molly.


Tina, you gave me chance to see what a good friend through the good, the bad, and ugly times. Plus you alowed me to be an auntie to 3 amazing kids who were looking out for me at my hardest time.

Chrisso, what can I say but that summer tutoring was a highlight of my childhood. If I can teach my son to spell Encyclopedia it would be a gift to you. IOU a toothy grin with my hair. 😉

Jaime, who knew that a overnight stay with some interresing  couples could lead to a friendship like ours. You keep fit gf!

Stacey, God knew I needed a smart friend like you. You have showered me with prayers and gave me inspiring verses in my time of need. Be joyful and the best mother to your family. Proverbs 31 describes you in every way. Love u sister.

Jennifer/Jenn: We have a history that time can tell. You gave me a hug when I needed it. You took me to a baseball game and my son lived it from the womb. After all these years we can still finish each others thoughts and sentences. Plus you gave me the boost to go back and face “S” even when I didn’t think I could. Brownies, Ivars, and Girl Scout cookies. Those are my best memories. MB 4ever my bestie.

Sharon, I would never forget you. We are two peas in a pod with a dash of ADD. Remember telling me get those job applications it’s time to make something out of your life? You took me to my birthing classes and made sure my son was to come out healthy. The baby shower with dinosaurs that made me grin. Apparently a new mommy sounded like them. What can I say but we got him back with my quiet, self controlled statement. It is Mahlet Sebhat please. You are my mirror to prove even ADD has its perks. Love you and thanks for the patience.
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