A sign of times to come or still just wishful thinking....
A sign of times to come or still just wishful thinking…
I have been divorced now over 6 years, and my ex left almost 8 years ago. During all this time there has been maybe ONE, yes one, time that he has spoken to me where there was no name calling, no nasty remarks, and well, just the fact that he SPOKE to me. That is, until a week ago.
Without going into details, I can just say it is business-related. I still have ties to my ex that are business related.
There have been instances over the past 8 years when I had to interact with my ex where business was concerned, and it has been hateful and miserable. So this time it surprised the heck out of me. I had an in-depth phone conversation that was almost pleasant. That was followed by several days of text messages, still regarding business, but pleasant, so much so that I questioned several times if it was really him on the other end.
Once the business concluded, there was brief interaction via text and it was over.Write comment (0 Comments)
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Get checked! Besides being a month of reminders for all women in all walks of life to be aware of their own bodies and to get regular check ups, it happens to be my mom’s birthday month.
Those two together put her on my mind even more than she already is on a daily basis. You see, I lost my mom to breast cancer in 2007. I don’t think there is ever a good age to lose your mom, at least no one has ever said there was. Even if your mom lives a long healthy life to be 100, I still don’t think you would be ready to lose her. Moms are unique in our lives and are unable to be replaced.
Not only do I feel my mom was too young, I was, and am, too young to be mom-less. And add into the mix my husband walking out and my world turning upside down shortly after her death. Who was I to lean on? Who was to comfort me? Who would be my rock?Write comment (0 Comments)
Reflection time: Yesterday I was blessed with the opportunity to have my entire family together in one place at the same time. I appreciate these days because they rarely happen. When we have family get togethers there is almost always one missing for some reason or another. However, this time while I was excited, I was also apprehensive for what lie ahead.
Let me back up a little bit to a few months back. It will be a bit of a rabbit trail, but hopefully I'll be able to keep you all on track without much confusion. Back in March my youngest son became a road deputy. As his mother I was both thrilled for him, yet scared for the things I can't see or control. I quickly realized though, that my only job as his mother is to be supportive and cover him in prayer. During this time, St. Louis became a place of riots and law enforcement became literal targets as well as across the country.Write comment (0 Comments)
My God-incident Way Outside My Comfort Zone
I know I have said many times I do not believe in coincidences. I do, however, believe in God-incidences. I believe we go through trials and tribulations in our lives for many different reasons, and I do wholeheartedly believe that sometimes that reason is another person. Someone needs to watch us go through something, or we need that experience in order to help someone else.
Don’t misunderstand my words -- I do NOT wish to experience bad things to help others. And I am not glad I have gone through what I have gone through, but I have been able to pull some good out of it.
I have met some incredible people on my journey through divorce, many of whom I would not otherwise have met. There have been some amazing people who have helped me along the way, and others that I have helped.
I also believe God puts us in the exact place we are needed, at an exact moment in time when we can have the most impact.
For instance, I have a little story to tell you…
I was not raised in the church. I began going to church when I was married and a mom of a soon-to-be high schooler. So I was very nervous when I first began. Having never been to church, I had no idea what to expect. I started at a church that was just right for me, kind of big so I could be a fly on the wall when I wanted or needed to be , and also many people to help me when I needed or wanted it. As I grew more comfortable with attending church, I looked for more ways to be involved and meet people. I volunteered in children’s ministry for many, many years. And my then husband and I signed up for “CLASS 101-- Getting to Know Your Church.” In this class, we met a nice couple that invited us to attend their “Friends Group.” The couple explained it was along the lines of bible study with a small group of couples. Needless to say, I was extremely nervous to go the first time. Remember, I did not know the Bible. I hardly even knew any children’s Bible stories! I was terrified they would ask me to read all those words I couldn’t pronounce, or answer a question that I had no idea what they would be talking about, or the biggest one, PRAY and pray out loud. I had no idea how to pray, not even to myself inside my head where only I and GOD could hear.Write comment (0 Comments)