I’m feeling grumpy, so I’m going to write. It’s going to be my new therapy. I will think about why I’m grumpy and see how that compares to the truth I find in God’s Word. I’ll probably do some prayin’ and some confessin’. (I don’t know why I just wrote that; I’m not from the South. But I… Continue reading It’s His Job, Not Mine! (5 reasons to change your perspective when you’re mad about something your husband didn’t do)
On this day fourteen years ago, I met my husband in Tijuana, Mexico. When people ask how we met, we say, “We met in Tijuana,” and we let that sit for a moment. You probably know that TJ has a reputation for being a place for party goers, dancing, drinking, and meandering along Avenida Revolución looking for… Continue reading Remember the Day We First Met?
I’ll be honest with you. I used to be a cute, vivacious, fun lady. I have been asked on several occasions throughout my adulthood, “Why are you so happy all the time?” I was joyful. I had passion for my faith. I had style. I had finally figured out how to make my curly hair look cool. I… Continue reading Why Grumpy Mommy, Frumpy Mommy?
It’s often said that “understanding” is a two-way street. I certainly agree that if we all tried to understand one another, the world would be a better place. Since we all come from different backgrounds, cultures, and personalities, increasing our level of understanding could put an end to much of the strife and arguing we… Continue reading Is Understanding a Two-Way Street?
Ronda Rousey, sometimes in life we need the Truth to combat the lies. I watched the clip of your interview today on the Ellen show about your UFC loss to Holly Holm, and I was moved by your vulnerability. I wished I could tell you some things that stood out in my mind and heart,… Continue reading If I Could Say Anything to Ronda Rousey after Her Interview with Ellen
Today while driving to a holiday gathering with my family, Adele’s “Hello” came on the radio. I said to my husband, “Quick, change it so this song isn’t stuck in my head for the next eight days.” Two somber piano notes later, Adele utters her first, “Hello,” and my husband says, “Too late.” He laughs… Continue reading 10 reasons why Adele might actually be a sorceress
It was November 13 and I had just gotten off the phone with my mom to wish her a happy birthday. We talked about our trip to Paris next year and how much we were looking forward to it. My mother is a hard working payroll specialist and hasn’t gotten to travel a whole lot… Continue reading Why Do We Care More about Paris than Beirut and Nigeria?