I was reaching for anything else to believe other than what I was believing. Anything. Because my mind was in the worst place possible. It takes a special woman to be married to a cop. As though that is the solution; Just be special. Each time I stretched my fingers out, desperate for some new...
Category Archives: Marriage I have a moment, every single day, that makes me feel beautiful, desperately thankful for my life, and bathed in grace. I lay for a few moments with my eyes still closed, listening to the slow in-and-out of his breathing. Sometimes I reach to find him under the covers, the back of my hand touching...  Yesterday, my hub and I ordered Thundercloud Subs. Its close, its tasty, the people are cool. In fact, lately I’ve been abiding by three food groups: Chick Fil-A, Mexican Food, and Thundercloud. I have some friends (the ones with rock hard abs and nicely shaped booties) who are cringing as they read that. Anyway, There’s... I am in Recovery. I am not an alcoholic or a drug addict. Nor do I suffer from an eating disorder. I am human. I need to know how to deal with all the dark, grimy, dripping-with-selfish-desires, keeps-me-from-wanting-God, trash in my heart. So, on Monday nights, I meet a room full of people who have that... |
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