My Love, the Darkness is Coming

How do you tell your new husband that the (relatively) sane woman he married is on leave and a weepy clinically depressed woman is moving in? How do you tell him that you’re not sure how long she’ll stick around, a day, a week, or a month, but last time she visited she really overstayed her… Continue reading My Love, the Darkness is Coming

What I’ve Learned From My First Month of Marriage

November 5th, I finally (finally!) got married for the first time at 37 years old. Since God mended my bitter little heart towards men more than a decade ago, this has been the desire of my heart. And, o man, do I ever love Jason. In so many ways he’s exactly what I’ve been praying… Continue reading What I’ve Learned From My First Month of Marriage

The Wedding Crasher

This is supposed to be one of the happiest times of my life. I’m engaged and planning a wedding. Shouldn’t I be all aglow? High on love and drunk on happ’ly-ever-after? I’m pretty sure I should be day-dreaming about forever and doodling Mrs. Jason Redmon on my notebooks complete with little hearts. Instead, I’m battling panic. What… Continue reading The Wedding Crasher