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Just as He intended

I look up from my work and there she stands. A little sugar, a whole lot of spice— exactly as He intended to make her. There she stands. Squinting eyes that twinkle with joy. An adorable, kitty cat dress. Sweet. Girly. Proper. Polite. This. This is the sugar. But there she stands, a whole lot…

I choose to blame him less

It’s been 3 years since he confessed hints of his infidelity over breakfast. Initially, I blamed him. I blamed his wandering eye. I blamed his callous disregard. I blamed his all-encompassing love for himself. And initially, I blamed his adultery for the ultimate destruction of our marriage. But now, years later, my heart has not…

Shift your focus

Girl, why? Why is it that we could seriously have the whole room applauding us, the whole thread lifting us up and encouraging us, but that ONE, that ONE person, that ONE comment, can totally ruin it for us? Why is it that instead of focusing on all the good, all we can seem to…