Log Cabin Living is the life for me.....

Log Cabin Living is the life for me.....

Every Amish person I get in my car has the dream of cabin living…they dream of wildlife, nature, solitude and simple living…fishing, hunting, campfires and hammocks. They dream of being out in the country with no pressures and zero interruptions. Time with their wives and kids and God, slowing life down to a point where no moment is lost and memories are made every day.

When a high five passes for intimacy.....

When a high five passes for intimacy.....

The other day my husband and I literally high-fived as he was walking in the door and I was walking out. We slapped hands, caught a quick glance from one another and kept on going….A fleeting moment for us of acknowledging ‘see you when I see you, I miss you, but hey…this is us right now.’ kids have practice, mom has clients and don’t get to comfy dad cause you will not want to get back up n 15 minutes and do round two of your day. We love it, we hate it and we know life is just busy and that it is not going to change.

When I used to be smart......

When I used to be smart......

When I used to be smart….

One time a non-believing friend of mine caught me off guard and asked me this question, “even if Jesus parted the Red Sea, the bottom of the sea is so jagged, deep and steep people would not have been able to walk across it, so how do you explain that”? Because this friend presented the question to me out of the blue and with the intention of tripping me up……I choked!! Boo!  My answer (drum roll)..... “I don’t know.”

We were committed to getting marriage wrong....

We were committed to getting marriage wrong....

I love my husband, I really, truly and totally do…. We have been married 17 years and this really, truly and totally type of love is a brand new concept in our marriage. Over the years we have moved in and out of love easily. A few great times, some good times, a ton of OK times and we were no stranger to hard times.

We have not had an easy marriage. At those hard moments (ahem… years) in our marriage I always felt like he was letting me down. I expected him to do better, be better, and {stomping my feet} I wanted him to make me happy.