My mind has been flooded, this week, with non sequitur thoughts and incomplete ideas. It is not often that when Saturday morning arrives, I am still contemplating the theme of the week’s blog. This morning, I got myself up a little earlier than usual for a Saturday, so that I could beat the rush to... Continue Reading →
Forty is just over a week away. I don’t want to be obsessed over my age or a number, but I do tend to evaluate my life when my birthday rolls around. What have I accomplished? I look at my life, which statistically speaking is more than half over, and I think of the failures,... Continue Reading →
I set out for Montana with high hopes. I had been waiting for almost a year to find out if I “Should’ve Been A Cowgirl.” I was also hopeful that, in addition to having fun and riding a horse, I could have some quiet time with the Lord. I imagined enjoying the mornings outside, reading... Continue Reading →
Whether I am on vacation or at home, I try not to undertake anything with the goal of meeting men. That is not to say that my mind never goes in that direction, but I am intentional about looking at my motives. I try to be sure that I am doing things for the right reasons and... Continue Reading →
The struggle of my thirties has been trying to figure out the answer to the pesky existential questions of life. Who am I? What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to be? I had always identified myself as a future wife and mother. I saw myself staying at home, raising children, cooking,... Continue Reading →
As a single woman, one of the great struggles I have encountered is feeling insignificant. I sense that this is something of a universal struggle, that sends people into bad relationships, and “alternative" lifestyles. But I don’t have any data on that, and I’m not an expert in psychology. What I do know is the struggle... Continue Reading →
Silence. I’m not good at it. Family legend is that I didn’t begin speaking with single words, like most babies. I waited until I could put words together in sentences. They say that one day I just started talking, and I haven’t shut up since. It was one thing being called Little Miss Chatterbox in the... Continue Reading →
Lately, I’ve had this thought that I should start a second blog so that I could complain anonymously. The thought was never more appealing than on a morning this week, when I had not yet consumed my full daily allowance of coffee, and I was being questioned about something that I was not ready to care about. I was... Continue Reading →
I have struggled with depression for my entire adult life. In a recent blog, I defined spiritual fitness based on a definition of physical fitness. Mental fitness is similar: a mentally fit person has the intellectual and emotional energy to handle the ups-and-downs of daily life, and as well as the larger difficulties that occasionally... Continue Reading →
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