I’ve attended more funerals than I care to remember, each one painful but different. I once attended the service of a homeless man named Roger who was dear to our church. As with most services, the pastor gave those in attendance a chance to say a few words about him. I remember sitting there thinking how awkward this was going to be. I have been to funerals where no one wanted to speak—how could anyone have anything to say about a homeless man?
Read MoreI took the plunge and attended my first retreat, voluntarily. Not just any retreat, but a woman’s retreat… is your skin crawling yet? If you have spent more than five minutes with me you would know that I am not a retreat kind of girl, especially not a woman’s retreat.
Read MoreI can't say that I am a fighter. I don't like violence. I have been in one physical fight. (When you stop laughing, keep reading.) I have a brother name Joey who is four years younger than me. He was getting picked on by a neighbor boy who was a year older than me. This went on for weeks and the boy came over one day and started pushing Joey around, and I just let the boy have it. I pulled his hair (it was during the mullet era) and punched him in the nose. I was only around 10 years old. I am by no means proud of that.
Read MoreThe “S” word. We’ve all heard it and most likely cringed at the mere thought of it. I once received a book on the “S” word--it took me years to forgive the person who gifted it to me. After all, we are independent women who have fought hard for equality--why on earth would we go backward? Well, what if I told you the “S” word could make your marriage dreamy and your sex life steamy? I, the skeptic, have seen first-hand how it can change your marriage!
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