A change for the better part 2

I was scared, afraid & petrified but I went.  Before I went, I prayed that God would help me say what needed to be said and to keep quiet when it was appropriate.  I asked Him to help me listen without being able to be upset unnecessarily.  I asked him to help me not cause him any harm or trigger any of his addictions by what I might say or do.  We met at a store I love to visit and we hugged briefly.  He looked good.  A little heavier than the last time I had seen him so I felt better about my new curves.  It is so weird for me ...more

A change for the better?

It has been a while since I have posted anything.  Really my life has been sort of boring which has been kind of nice.  I had settled into a nice routine...work, kids, church.  I have been focused on making God my first love and getting to know him better.   I have read through the bible and am a third of the way through it again.  I go to lifegroups at our church which are smaller more intimate bible studies....more
praying for your very difficult situation.  I clearly am coming to your story late in the game, ...more

Is Being The Child Of Divorce All Bad?

It is easy to think being the child of divorce is all bad. According to the research, kids from broken families are more likely to smoke, be on Ritalin, suffer from lower self esteem, drop out of school, suffer a stroke, and die earlier than kids from intact families.But that’s not all. Kids from divorce are also more likely to repeat the mistakes of their parents. They get married younger and are significantly more likely to divorce than those who don’t come from broken homes. ...more

Redefining your Valentine's Day!

Earlier this week I listened in on a local radio talk show inviting its audience to offer their best descriptions of what love is and for the brief time I tuned in I heard a plethora of eloquently poetic descriptions about what true love is....more

I'm Single, But Please Don't Make Me Mingle

After being married for five years, I am newly single. I am getting used to this new life, but the problem is my well meaning friends. They are married, and they are constantly encouraging me to date. I don't want to date. I have a toddler who keeps me busy. The idea of dating just doesn't appeal to me. I know they're worried about me, but how do I tell them to back off?...more
I dated when I wanted to, but it turned out to be before I was truly ready to take on all that ...more

Snow Day Voodoo

~journal entry to my kidlets on the onset of Snowpocalypse 2014 ~ It's a full on, can't be argued with, bright-skied, still-wind, crisp-yet-fluffy SNOW DAY. And I'm pretty positive you two kiddos made it happen. ...more

Dork

I took my mother to dinner with my newfound family a few days after my father’s funeral.  We all sat there and talked together, trying to fit the pieces of my father’s life together with our own. Timelines, and people, and loves, and children…and then, it all dawned on us at the same time. He was married to my sisters’ mother, Gena, while he dated my mother.It’s why they never married, I suppose.The dinner stayed pretty quiet after that. ...more

The Long Goodbye to a Father I Never Really Knew

My father was dying. Again. He’d pulled this dying stunt a year or two previously, and had us all rush out to the States to be with him in his hour of need. He didn’t die then. In some ways it was a wasted journey, and in others, the start of the journey that would be my adult life. ...more

I was in an abusive relationship, and cooking saved my life.

Sometimes I feel like I have a lived a hundred different lives and that I have found some impossibly clever way to tuck them all up inside of myself, revealing them only in the most deliberate of fashions. Like a wooden matryoshka doll stuffed full of smaller and less-full people, I sometimes seem to unfold.Which brings me to this story. This story I have been trying to write down for years now. This story that I am just now accepting as a part of my life, as something that happened in it and to me. It’s the story of how cooking saved me....more

Love & Marriage

After I left the house, I just kept driving. Thinking. Wondering what I was doing that was causing my life to fall apart, over, and over…....more