In his hit song, “You're Gonna Miss This,” Trace Adkins sings to a young woman who appears to be rushing through each stage of life. Barely a newlywed, she already has a plan mapped out for her and her husband to buy their first home. To this, Adkins advises her to slow down, as she … Continue reading I’m Going to Miss This
Tomorrow morning my husband and his brother fly out for a golf getaway in sunny Florida. Yesterday, we had a blizzard that brought with it ravaging, arctic temperatures and well below zero wind chills, in addition to dumping over 14'' of snow on us. My husband is a hard worker, a wonderfully loving, supportive, and … Continue reading What Will It Take For Mom to Get an Impromptu Weekend Getaway?
Pingback: https://wordpress.com/post/perfectlyimperfect32com.blog/4827 At just twenty-six-years-old, my world crumbled around me. The facade of a life that I had been pretending to enjoy crumbled around me. The death of my beloved grandfather was shortly followed by my long overdue filing for divorce. At the time my son was just three-years-old. I was a stay-at-home-mom with no car, … Continue reading When Disastrous Yields Delight
*This article was originally featured on enigmalife.com @http://enigmalife.com/stories/my- "I'm engaged," my best friend, Lynn, of 20 years excitedly exclaimed through the phone, while simultaneously texting me a picture of her smiling so brightly that she was gleaming, holding up her left hand, showcasing her bright and shiny new engagement ring. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for … Continue reading My Best Friend Is Getting Married…Now What?
I've been looking forward to today for months. For some, today is just a regular, rainy Tuesday in March, but for me, it's much more than that. Today was the day my husband and I chose to celebrate our anniversary. You see, my husband, Mike, is a critically acclaimed chef and with his position comes … Continue reading My First Parenting Fail and What It Taught Me
Pingback: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/nuance/ Sitting alone in the dark, at the old, round, wooden kitchen table they received as a hand-me-down from her parents, she couldn't help but remember. It was as if she were watching a film reel play back the most precious moments of her life. Images of holiday gatherings, Sunday family dinners, kids doing … Continue reading Behind the Colonial Red Door