Quiet Scares Me

I don’t like the quiet. I don’t like the stillness. I suppose it’s because it makes my own thoughts and voices become louder and unbearable. I don’t like what my “inner voice” says sometimes. It tells me to be insecure, be ashamed, feel guilty, feel dirty, be mad for the horrid things that not only […]

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The Middle (Being Lukewarm)

Like one of favorite fellow WordPress blogs Fractured Faith, I too, have struggled with my relationship with God. I was not one of the fortunate children who were homeschooled, sheltered from the secular world. I was brought up in and of the world, complete with cable TV and a 40 year-old Dad who took his […]

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The Load Feels Slightly Lighter

I’m writing this with hesitation, for fear of having that other shoe drop, but at least for the last month I feel some sense of normalcy again. Attempting to explain the emotions that ebb and flow after infidelity disclosure is almost indescribable to someone who hasn’t experienced it. FINALLY I feel somewhat stable and have […]

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I Refused To Be A Prude – So I Offered Him Another Woman

You read that correctly. Years ago, approximately the 7 year itch mark, I refused to allow my marriage to become stale. I prided myself on not being a prude. I watched porn with my husband, I performed whenever I thought he desired, there even came a point that I offered a threesome. Yep. I truly, […]

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When Some ‘Things’ Don’t Work Themselves Out

For some reason I was reminded the other day of my of very early nursing days and one of my most unusual encounters with a patient. (Of course I will remain as vague as possible for anonymity purposes, but I think you’ll get the drift.) Once upon a time on a surgical unit of a […]

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Moral Quandary Here

I know that God never promised us an easy life, nor a rich one. When you look at Jesus’s financial status, He lived the most humble of all. Why then does it bother me so much when I see evil, wicked people flourish with riches? I know the cliche money isn’t everything is true, but […]

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Dad’s 17 year-old wife

Sitting here on Father’s Day, I’ve been reflecting on my deceased Dad. Although he passed over a year ago, it feels as if it were yesterday that I watched the nightmare that unfolded the last night of his life, yet, simultaneously it feels like a decade has passed because of everything that happened in between […]

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