Over lunch a while back, a friend asked if I was angry at God.
Close loved ones are going through trials that, while mostly not immediately life threatening, are a mixture of exhausting, sad, frustrating, uncertain, overwhelming and stressful. These things are not happening directly to me, but they are directly affecting me in ways that bear some of the same results.
A few weeks after I officially graduated from college, I had major surgery to remove a grapefruit-sized cyst on my ovary (and, it turned out, repair other damage from the severe endometriosis I didn’t know I had). I had completed my coursework a semester early and was back living with …
When Randy was having his heart procedure last week, I had big plans for my time in the waiting room. I was going to get a good jump start on writing one or two blog posts that I’ve been pondering lately. Catch up on some email, peruse a magazine I …
Randy and I have a phrase we like to use when we are talking (or texting) about something that intimidates us or makes us apprehensive. I wouldn’t call it an inside joke, exactly—it’s more like a code between the two of us. We might be discussing a difficult conversation we’re …
As fears go, it was a little bit ridiculous. I was afraid of yeast. More specifically, of baking with yeast.You won’t find this fear on any list of documented phobias. I know—I looked. But as irrational as it sounds, it was real for me. I’m a good cook. I don’t …
The last day of school had just ended, and Molly and I were waiting to say good-bye to her fifth-grade teacher. The following year, my little girl and her sweet bunch of classmates would be heading off to middle school. It would be a huge transition, for sure. Molly’s teacher, …