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Healing Rain On Barren Land – My Story of Infertility
The life I pictured (and the timeline I assumed would cooperate) I always dreamed of being married and having children. Not in a vague “someday, maybe” way. I mean the whole picture—the husband, the home, the little feet running down the hallway, the kind of chaos people complain about while secretly loving it. Bobby had the same dream. And once we got married, we didn’t jump right into starting a family. We waited. Our plan was to build our careers first. Also, we had this other thing going on that tends to consume every spare minute, emotion, and paycheck like it’s a living creature… Racing. Racing is an all-consuming passion.…
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Freezing at Five
My husband and I were recently invited to a friend’s house for a picnic and decided to go at the last minute. I hadn’t thought about what food I was going to take, and I’m not known for keeping it simple. I decided on a dessert that needed ice cream. Sounds fine until I tell you that our friends live 30 miles away, and it was a 98-degree day. Not the best choice? True that. Bobby drove our Challenger SRT, his pride and joy. I asked him to stop at a grocery store closer to our destination for the ice cream. Bobby assured me that he could make Hulkster “a…
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Who Are You Listening To?
Who are you listening to? Your answer could perhaps be the difference in finding and keeping a wonderful, fulfilling love relationship or not. In fact, it could make a difference in how your whole life works out. I recently read the results of a study conducted by Pew Research in January 2025 called “Men, Women and Social Connections.” It explores the loneliness of men and women, and what they each do when they need emotional support. The study found that there are notable differences between men and women in terms of social connection and emotional support. While both genders report similar levels of loneliness, women are more proactive in seeking…
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The Unforced Rhythms of Grace
If you’re following along, you might know about Sacred Saturdays. They evolved from my husband’s and my need to hold time aside just for us. The time that has worked best is Saturday mornings. The name came later as we realized just what this time means to us and what it has contributed to our relationship. “Sacred” in the name does not mean that we do something specifically related to God every time, although we sometimes do. It means that this time is a priority and it’s special. I explain how it came about and what we do on these mornings in the original story. We’ve been doing Sacred Saturdays…
