I Am Single: From Defeat to Destiny

I am single. I am single. I am single. I am single. *sigh* Sometimes I think if I say it enough times, the truth of my singlehood may finally sink in. For the past 6 years, I’ve been “renting space” in the land of singleness. I haven’t quite settled in, hung the pictures on my…

Prayer and the Single Life

Backpacks were set out and organized in preparation for another weekend at Dad’s. This routine was still new to all of us and the stabbing pain of leaving them at the doorstep and driving away never seemed to dissipate. My boys seemed so little in their beds. The anticipation of having to endure this event…

Gods Gift

*I’m so excited to be hosting this incredibly talented guest blogger. I have the pleasure of knowing Tillie through a group I lead at the Community Uplift Partnership called “Women of Worth.” In a recent conversation about what we love to do, Tillie mentioned a collection of poems she’d written. Her writing is real, masterful and…

A Chat Over Coffee With My Former Self

You look tired my sweet one. This is the absolute worst moment of your life, and you have no idea what will unfold. You are hidden in the denial in which you are cloaked. Up until 1:30 this morning, you were living a Cinderella life, with a loving, successful husband and two beautiful children. You…

No Turning Back

As he turned the corner and out of sight, I knew his first solo journey home from school would be marked in my memory forever. He’s declared his independence. I can never reverse my decision and he can never be little…ever again. There’s no turning back. Isn’t the same true for me? Once I’ve proclaimed…

That Time The Ex Found My Blog

After all this time… Writing about the impact divorce has had on me, my boys and mostly my healing. Writing about the hurts and the pains. Writing about the victories and joy. I never, ever imagined it would be read by the very one who made so many words tumble onto the keyboard. I’ve known…

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…

Ever wish you could have a do-over? But, then again. . .

That’s the great thing about blogging, I can absolutely take a do-over. I could delete and completely re-write my first blog if I wanted to and no one would be the wiser. I hesitate to entirely erase my first blog, because I’d like to see how far I’ve come. Isn’t that how life is? Sometimes…