5 Love Languages & My Best Friend (and why I can write about them in the same post)

The #LoveBlog topics for February 1 and 2 are 5 Love Languages and Best Friends in that order.  Though they seem pretty different, I’m going to do my best to synthesize the topics into one post (wouldn’t my 10th grade English teacher be proud?) all in the name of being caught up. I first heard … More 5 Love Languages & My Best Friend (and why I can write about them in the same post)

Hurt Feelings, Self Reflection, and the Joy on which I Should be Focused

Yesterday I talked a little bit about my need to adjust my thinking and steer away from focusing on unnecessary worry in order to endure life’s stress.  I published that post, and I got things done.  I worked in my classroom.  I worked around the house.  I ran errands and made phone calls that I’ve … More Hurt Feelings, Self Reflection, and the Joy on which I Should be Focused

Sail Adjustment

I recently sent this quote to a friend who was going through some major life-changing events.  This morning I found myself thinking about it in terms of the storm of my own thoughts. I woke up at 4:30, unable to stop thinking about the number of things I need to do.  I have a number … More Sail Adjustment

The Confederate Flag: We’re Cleaning the Floor When We Should Be Stopping the Bleeding

I haven’t watched or read the news much lately.  It’s too much for me.  The first time Joe watched me sit in front of CNN and cry was in 2007 watching the coverage of the Virginia Tech Shooting.  The following year, when The Secret Life of Bees came out in theaters, and May knelt at her … More The Confederate Flag: We’re Cleaning the Floor When We Should Be Stopping the Bleeding

You Don’t Get Me: The Truth About (Some) Grouchy (Looking) People

I suppose this started, like so many other posts, with a Facebook trend. There for a little while, all kinds of introvert/extrovert articles were making their way around Facebook. I enjoyed them, and I discovered that I am clearly an introvert, a label I had resisted because I didn’t really understand its meaning until I … More You Don’t Get Me: The Truth About (Some) Grouchy (Looking) People