Tag: divorce

  • When You’ve Got Nothing Left to Give…and need some help and some hope

      About three months ago I began a program to get my teaching license and eventually my Masters in Education.  At the time it seemed like a really good thing…even though I don’t have the money to pay for the program nor is the time to do it clearly evident.  In fact when I was interviewing with…

  • Having a Difficult Day…

    I had a really difficult day recently. I’m not sure why but I reverted back to being very annoyed by my ex-husband. My youngest daughters had games that day and my oldest daughter invited him to sit with us – which is a very normal thing – but that day I could barely stand it.…

  • What’s Your Choice?

    This past weekend my youngest daughters started playing basketball with a local Christian program.  It’s such fun to see them playing.  They’ve never played before and at times it looked like a cross between football, soccer, rugby, and wrestling.  I was laughing a lot.  But another feeling crept in as I sat in that gymnasium. I…

  • Do You Have Any Needles or Grapes?

    Tonight we dragged our tree out…well, I should say my oldest son and his friend dragged it out…leaving a trail of needles and water behind. Contributing to the messiness of my floor. Today my floor has been an issue. A neighbor stopped by unexpectedly.  As we stood in my kitchen all I could think about…

  • Do You Transition Well?

    It’s been five years and still I struggle with transitions. I would have thought by now there’d be no problem whatsoever when my ex-husband picked up our children. And yet…there is There is no conflict between him and me…no issues of arguing or glaring or anything…it’s just the transition. It’s not like I even think…

  • Are You Okay with Broken?

     Broken. One of those words that doesn’t bring a lot of joy.  Who wants to be broken?  Broken things.              Broken bones.                             Broken relationships.                                                   Broken vows.                                                                         Broken homes.                                                                                                 Broken hearts. I assume we are all on the same page and don’t want that word to describe much if anything in our lives.  In fact, the…

  • The Study I Didn’t Want to Do

    More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.  Romans 5:3-5 This morning my Bible study…

  • Blissfully Aware

    Someone shared with me recently that if a fire fighter trips and hurts himself while trying to save you from your burning house, you can be sued…for a lot of money. I’m not sure why my friend shared that with me…well, maybe it was a subtle encouragement regarding the clutter in my home. Golly, I…

  • Me, The Hermit, and a Molasses Cookie

    I’ve become a hermit. Hermit\ adj., living in the desert. 1 a: one that retires from society and lives in solitude esp. for religious reasons: RECLUSE 2 : a spiced molasses cookie When I started this blog I was meaning more the recluse definition but I think I’m going to go with “a spiced molasses…

  • Is Life Ever Gonna Be Normal?

    “Everything is going on around me as if nothing is happening…as if my world is not crashing…exploding…imploding…” I remember thinking those words when my marriage began its shattering. Nobody knew. And life continued. I recall standing up before a class of 5th and 6th graders teaching them grammar and thinking, “How do I do this?…