Celibate

  So this is it: The mountain I am going to die on. Some days I think I’m really going to die alone and celibate on this mountain. For whatever reason, God has called me to be Holy in this area. Holy simply means to be set apart. To not follow the regular customs of…

Still Becoming…

I’ve been rather challenged by my year off dating, and maybe not because of the reason you think. I am very surprised at the number of strong opinions AND the depth at which people care about my personal life.  Because people are people and they aren’t afraid to voice their opinion, I have had to…

Becoming…

I have an announcement to make, and I realize it will affect some of you more than others… I will RESUME dating May 2, 2014. Yes friends I have committed to a year of no dating. WHY, you ask. WHY on earth would you take yourself off the market?? I guess the best answer I…

The Big Harries and More

As I was putting Christmas decorations away, I began wondering how my life will be different when I see my ornaments again next year. Will I have a different outlook, a change of heart for the holidays, a new accomplishment to celebrate, a new family to welcome into my home? This holiday season was really…

Christmas is Coming and the Goose is Getting Sad

When I was married and stayed at home with my boys, I loved the holidays. I especially loved cooking and hosting our families. Having a home full of people, gift wrapping scattered around the floor, children happily playing with their gifts, grandpas trying to figure out how to take the toy out of the box,…

I Choose the Very Best One, and You Are NOT It. . .

Very few people forget grade school gym class dodge ball. The teacher would choose team captains, and the team captains would select the kids they wanted on their team. I was the girl consistently chosen last. There I stood, a skinny scrawny little thing, with a hopeful smile watching all the other kids get chosen….

So What’s Got Your Undies in a Bunch?

Like most divorced women, I’ve had lots of things to be angry about and they all encircle the same fella. Some of it is justified and some is just plain irritation for the sake of being irritated. Truth be told, I’ve been more fortunate than a lot of other divorced moms that I know. I…

What’s so awesome about being alone?

*Originally written and posted exactly two years ago, this was only my second blog ever published. I can look back now and see how much has changed – for one I don’t eat KFC in my bed, that’s just wrong; two, my bedroom has received a major cleaning, and three God has eased the pain…