Category: My Reflections

I have no great explanation for why I held on to hope for so long.  Maybe it was the huge amount of confidence I had […]

My best friend told me once that she struggled with why God allowed us to come to her community and church if it was going […]

The grief I held in and hid from the kids all those months spilled out while they sat with me on the floor the day […]

I had accepted that I was going to have to let him leave.  It was what he wanted, and it was killing me to live […]

We visited a church in a neighboring town up until the Sunday my husband left.  At first, I was so proud of him for keeping […]

I was determined from the day the news went public that I did not want to act in a way that would hurt my own […]

I had the window above the sink open while cleaning the kitchen after dinner.  The air coming through had been cool in the warm kitchen, […]

I expected reconciliation to be a long, hard process.  People had told me it wasn’t easy, and I had read it over and over.  I […]

I suppose there was some measure of relief in finding out I was right. It meant I wasn’t completely crazy, but that was the only […]

I just wanted the truth.  I felt like Satan was deceiving my husband, my husband was deceiving me, and I was deceiving everyone. Sunday mornings, […]