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On long solo road trips, I enjoy turning the radio up and singing along. Today I plugged in my phone and chose Abba, thinking I needed something bright and fun for this drive.
I recently read a posting by another blogger I follow, another member of this awful club, which got me thinking a lot about. When we want or need them to. They have crippled me like nothing ever has. These words that were spoken with the intention to cause pain and harm, did just that.
Infidelity, betrayal, affair, emotional pain, reconciliation. Originally posted on try not to cry on my rainbow. I would say I am a spiritual person, but not a religious one. Today, however, I saw this prayer and it spoke to me. I believe in me, and I know being a happy, healthy functioning member of a much bigger world than the one that revolves inside me alone is a gift I can give. I want there to be light in me. I want to be whole.
Your whole world can change in a minute. 2 days ago I posted on this blog after a one year sabbatical. I want to check in and see how others are doing. Now I want to share a few thoughts since that post.
We dance round in a ring and suppose, but the secret sits in the middle and knows. If I had known, I would have never brought children into this world. I would have never gotten married. I would have never adopted another child. I would have never tried to confront those who have hurt me. I would have never attempted to heal. I would have never become the burden that I am right now. I would have never allowed myself to lose control.
You Can Come Back Now. I am healed of blogging for a few days. Thank you so much to those that donated to the cause. Thanks to the ladies of Stickam who made me laugh my butt off last night when I needed to. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to talk with my bedding.
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Some of them knew little to no English and some knew a lot. Benjamin, Amanda, Yoriko, Kerith and Emma. The class that the parents attended. Doris, Amanda and Yoriko. Week one of being in J.
A place to connect over theology, life, coffee, and God. After being part of five really wonderful Christmas Eve services, I was pretty spent. This past November, I had an odd experience that left me, well, wanting to be a bit more courageous. Busy, Busy, Busy.
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