I don’t like feelings very much. I don’t like them because they are vulnerable and raw and I’d rather be covered and safe. I don’t like them because they show weakness and fear and much worse, shame.
One year later, learning the same lessons Nothing has changed in a year. I am nearly 27, I am unmarried, I am childless (see what I just did there?) and I’m waiting for something big to happen. Again. I worked at a great place the whole school year. I had the opportunity to get another […]
My husband and I have been in the market for a new home for almost a year. Almost. A. Whole. Entire. Year. We have never been in want, but we are now in a season of wanting; wanting a permanent home, wanting a place for our child to grow up, wanting some stability and financial […]