Hi, I’m Dionna — and yes, chaos knows my name.
But so does grace.
I’m a widowed mama of three, homeschooling, working from home, and learning (sometimes the hard way) how to anchor my life in peace even when the storm won’t stop swirling. Life didn’t turn out the way I planned — not even close — but God has been faithful in the broken, beautiful, in-between spaces.
Here at Outnumbered by Chaos, I don’t pretend to have it all together. I just believe in showing up, letting Jesus lead, and creating a home where laughter is loud, love is stronger than laundry piles, and healing is always in process.
If you’re feeling stretched too thin, spiritually dry, or just tired of trying to keep it all together — friend, you’re in the right place. I created this space for women like us.
6 Things You Might Not Know About Me
I didn’t chose this journey
Becoming a widow wasn’t part of the plan, but I’m learning to walk it with love, courage, and grace.
Coffee is my jam!
Especially when paired with prayer, peace, and a quiet moment before the chaos.
My kids are my heartbeat
They’re my reason, my joy, and sometimes my comic relief.
Writing is my therapy.
If it makes you laugh, cry, or breathe deeper — it came from the heart.
I sing worship while folding laundry.
Because praise doesn’t wait for perfect conditions.
I believe nothing is wasted
God uses even our messiest moments to bring hope and healing.
About my blog
This blog was born in the middle of my real life — not a picture-perfect moment, but a raw, soul-deep cry for something more. I was drowning in dishes, grief, schedules, and the weight of trying to do it all alone.
And in the middle of that mess, Jesus met me.
He didn’t hand me a perfectly color-coded planner. He gave me something better — a new way of seeing my home, my motherhood, and my heart. He showed me how to invite peace into the ordinary, how to breathe through the hard, and how to create rhythms that restore instead of routines that overwhelm.
I experienced loss in ways I never expected.
When I was pregnant with my third child, I lost my husband — the love of my life. In an instant, I was thrust into the unknown, suddenly a mom of three, grieving not only the loss of my husband but also the life we had dreamed of together.
As if that wasn’t enough, just when I thought I couldn’t handle any more, I lost my job of eight years. The future felt uncertain, and I was left wondering how I would provide for my children.
And as the weight of it all grew heavier, I then lost my only brother — my born-in best friend. It felt like the world was crashing down around me, and I was drowning in grief and responsibilities.
But it was in those darkest moments that Jesus met me. Not in a moment of strength, but in my brokenness. His presence became my anchor, guiding me through the grief, the chaos, and the overwhelming weight of trying to do it all alone.
Through it all, I learned that God doesn’t abandon us in our mess. He gently walks with us, showing us the way forward — one step at a time.
I started writing it all down — not because I had it figured out, but because I knew I couldn’t be the only one craving calm in a chaotic world.
It’s More Than Just Calm…
My prayer is that this space helps you not only create peace and order in your home, but also find healing from grief, rest for your soul, and renewed intimacy with Jesus.
Because this journey — whether it’s motherhood, widowhood, healing, or simply making it through another messy Monday — isn’t just about getting organized or keeping the dishes done. It’s about finding sacred stillness in the midst of the noise. It’s about learning to breathe again after loss. It’s about letting God restore what was broken and remind you who you really are in Him.
I believe with all my heart that God meets us right in the middle of the mess — not after we’ve cleaned it up, but while we’re still sitting in the middle of it.
He’s not waiting for perfection. He’s offering peace, purpose, and presence. He heals, restores, and gently leads us — even through the hardest chapters — into deeper joy, unexpected purpose, and freedom we never thought possible.
So whether you’re in a season of chaos, heartache, or rebuilding from the ground up — I’m here to walk with you. To cheer you on. To remind you of truth. To point you back to the only One who can carry you when your strength runs out.
You’re stronger than you think.
And you are so, so loved.