If you’re on Facebook, you’ve seen the relationship status choice: It’s complicated. Yeah, that’s me. Not my marriage, but me. And Jesus. What makes it so frustrating is Jesus isn’t feeling any complications. He knows. And I’m really having a hard time with that. There are things I know about me that I finally receive….
I try as a mom and mentor of sorts to stay on top of the latest terms, crazes and technology. Not to be the cool middle aged lady, but to know what’s out there trying to harm my kids and children I care about. I’d love to say I always know the latest, but often…
This is the worst kept secret confession. I’m an introvert. I love public speaking and big groups are a pleasure to speak to. However, they drain me. It takes me days to recover. At parties I’d rather bring a Kindle and have you approach me, but not for long. If you define yourself as high…
As I write this, I’m looking at the clock, wishing for time to move faster. I have a doctor’s appointment and for once, I can’t wait to get there. I have poison ivy. With a new house and lots of landscaping and woods comes stuff I can’t identify. My gloves get hot and sometimes things…
Feelings of failure loomed late night as the large ice cream cake I bought didn’t fit in our freezer. I didn’t think the fridge would work. I threw an ice sleeve and ice in a freezer bag with the cake and hoped for the best. When I presented the cake, it took a gasp of…
It was probably eight years ago, maybe longer. The kids were with grandma and my husband and I were on a fact-finding mission. We looked into adopting a senior dog and wanted to visit her before making a decision. It wasn’t local so we plugged the address into a GPS and went on our way….