Twenty years ago today,
It was white lace and pearls . . .
Twenty years ago today,
It’s been awhile since I blogged. Here are things that are on my mind tonight. 🙂 ******** Last week Art and I went to a conference for pastors and pastors’ wives, and it was such a good experience. I sat in ten sessions– 8 preaching-type services and 2 workshops– and had my mind and heart […]
His arms are around me, and it’s the best place to be. We’re standing in the kitchen and just sharing a little smoochy time, which still gets me a little fluttery after all these years. Fifteen years ago this month we shared our first kiss, sitting on a log overlooking the lake. I was wearing […]
I’ll never be a supermodel. I’ll never have six-pack abs or arms to die for. My hair will never make all the other moms green with envy. I still have acne, which looks especially lovely with my crow’s feet. My feet are huge and in dire need of a pedicure. I’ll never fit into this […]
And that thing they say about laughter? Yeah. It’s true. It’s good medicine, y’all.
It’s his birthday tomorrow– Wednesday– and he’s experiencing his yearly bout of what-am-I-accomplishing-with-my-life self loathing. It’s hard, you know? To still be a student, to be called (so it seems) to wait and study and prepare and never be sure what you’re waiting and studying and preparing for. It’s hard to see others having great […]
I told my husband that some couples have a mission statement for their marriage or their family. I asked him why we didn’t, and he said we do. Try not to fail. So now, armed with a new sense of purpose, I can face my days in peace. It’s even better in Latin. tendo non […]
The children are asleep in the house, oblivious to the thundering crashes in the sky. The concrete step is hard under my sore feet; the tree in our yard obscures much of the view; and the neighbor’s air conditioner blocks out the sound of most of the music. For hours, people have been parking their […]
Dear Husband, I never realized you thought so much about what our future together might hold. I never knew that the same fears that keep me awake at night also haunt you. I am so glad that you meant that whole sickness and health thing. Will you promise to push my wheelchair fast someday? And […]
I am a believer in the wife submitting to her husband. I know that perhaps that’s not a popular idea. I know it’s not politically correct. I know it’s difficult, almost impossible. I know that no husband is perfect, and if he were it would make it no easier to submit. I don’t think submission […]