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The Simple Answer to Finding Your Spouse Again
Seven years later and I can still remember the story of where we began. The shy and humble man I now call my husband chased me down until I finally caved and let him in to get to know all the most vulnerable parts of me. Things were simple then when we were just getting to know each other. We were giddy in love with butterflies in our stomachs at the thought of one another. You know what I’m talking about. It’s the kind of giddy where you wait by the phone for his calls {or texts}. The kind of giddy that keeps you up all hours of the night…
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Why I Chose My Daughter Over My Career
I left my job almost two months ago now and there are still moments that I can’t believe I am in this place. I feel like I have lost part of my identity. In many ways, my career defined me and so much of what I believe in. I worked my butt off in college, earning a 3.8 GPA and a bachelors degree while working two jobs and then worked my way up the ladder to my last position. I guess you could say that I have always been career driven, although fresh out of high school I didn’t really have my priorities straight as a new college student leading…
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The Tsunami of Self-Doubt
“The tsunami of self-doubt rolls in when we’re in the midst of a huge leap forward. Let it carry you back to your beginner mind.” -Dana Childs It started with one simple Google search. I was just trying to explore this new journey I am on, once confident that this will lead to great adventure and accomplishment. But as I kept reading, kept searching and kept exploring, the more I began to doubt this road I am on. My chest began to tighten, and waves of doubt washed over me. I recently made a big life decision that was initiated by other bigger life changes, so I’ll safely say that…
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Ripping off the Band-Aid
I couldn’t find anything to wear that morning. I was frantically throwing clothes around my bedroom knowing that I didn’t have any more time to spare before racing to work. It was supposed to be warm that day so I dumped my Tupperware tote full of summer clothes out onto my bedroom floor and there laid my wardrobe from the last two summers. I could barely catch my breath as dreadful memories flooded my mind. Patterned, spaghetti strap dresses that once fit my perfectly round belly and shorts now 4 sizes too big merited as a painful reminder of what once was; of what was supposed to be.
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Weeding Out the Garden
I don’t have the gift of a green thumb. I once attempted to plant a garden with high hopes of having succulent watermelons and cucumbers, bright red tomatoes and a plump orange pumpkin to show off on the front porch when the leaves began to fall. I planted the garden right behind our garage without considering how much daylight my little patch of fruit and veggie seeds would receive. When midafternoon came around each day that summer, the sun had already made its rotation to sit behind the trees and the side of our house, only shining on one end of the garden. By the end of the summer the…
