Growing up, there were always a handful of "older" single women in my life. I remember them as fun and dynamic. They were involved in ministry and poured into my life in some form or fashion. That's why I knew them. And loved them. But as much as I admired them, I did not want to be one of them.
True Confession: Last year I walked away from my Thanksgiving festivities with a very full tummy and a very heavy heart.
When I moved back, it felt like everybody and their brother got married. And it was awesome. We had lots of fun. And then, they all started popping out the babies. And that was pretty sweet. But then apparently, babies change things. My social life as I knew it changed. So I stretched my wings and met some new people. And that’s when I met these crazy girls. And they changed my life for the better. We went on long drives in Blanche. And got our craft on. And laughed. A lot. And became dear friends. Who walked through all kinds of seasons together. It was wonderful. And then… They hung around another year. And our friendship went even deeper. We talked about God. Our hopes and dreams for the future. We went on crazy adventures. Talked about life, love and boys. And then Alyssa moved away. And fell in …
Dear Friend, Baby showers make my knees sweat. It started about five years ago.
I find that life has this ebb and flow kind of like the seasons. The lonelies can come out of nowhere. And if I’m not careful they can take me out. But over time I have developed a few little strategies that help me keep the lonelies in check and keep those winter seasons short and sweet.