I had a text conversation with another widow friend of mine the other day. To summarize, she was stunned and a bit shaken by the fact that the 7-month anniversary of her husband’s death had passed approximately a week prior, and she never even thought of it at the time. I smiled when I read…
It was our “cabin time” ritual. Each evening before tucking my little campers into their bunks, we would talk about the day, and I would ask each one, “What was your high, low, and uh-oh?” That summer after my freshman year in college, I spent 10 weeks as a camp counselor and would close each…
As I type this on Monday evening, June 4, I’m only 82 days (well, actually 81.5 days) away from marrying my prince! If you follow me on Facebook, you’ve probably already seen the news, but I wanted to share here as well… I AM ENGAGED! Joel asked me to marry him, seaside, the evening of…
If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you know that I am a lover of all things water but most especially the OCEAN! I love the beach. I love the serenity of the sounds of the crashing waves, the noises of the seagulls, the smell of salt, the vastness the ocean brings…
“And I will restore to you the years that the locusts hath eaten…” (Joel 2:25a KJV) I’ve clung to this promise from the book of Joel in God’s Word for years and years and years. I clung to it when I was a young girl, and my world came crashing down around me. I clung…
It’s here…the week, the days I’ve been dreading since my nightmare first began a year ago. This week represents the one-year anniversary of the most tragic event I’ve ever endured…my husband’s suicide. While his death certificate reflects May 4th as his date of death (and for all intensive purposes that’s the one I observe “officially”),…
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