For so long, I've held onto this strange belief that I would meet someone, fall in love and remarry, having a life of support, understanding and compassion. Whew!! NOT! It has been one of the hardest things I've ever done to actually have faith in this ideal, and with great reluctance, I finally quit. I finally let go and resolve myself to an adult life of singleness. I was only 32 when my marriage failed, and I've longed for companionship. I've longed for tender kisses and late summer evenings holding hands watching the sun go down. All the things I thought I would find, I haven't. Been trying to pray and reestablish a sense of my belonging in the bigger picture. Listening to Christian music and reading the Bible. I want to believe in something so badly. I want to believe that I am ok. Broken.................I feel very broken.
This is the place where I write about all the random things that crowd my mind.....about family, friends and places. It is also the place where my newest writing projects and craft ideas can be found. It is, me, electronically.