What Mr and Mrs JB got for Christmas

On Christmas morning JB called me in to our Christmas tree and said there was a present for me.  He gave me a rolled up paper tied with a ribbon.  On his lap he had a wrapped gift. He showed me Continue reading What Mr and Mrs JB got for Christmas

Winter Solstice

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JB and I have been chatting about Winter Solstice for the last week or so.  I like the observation of the seasons and cycles, and doing something to be in tune with nature. Work on our master bedroom has progressed Continue reading Winter Solstice

a fresh start in the same place

JB is the real hero of our story, don’t let my bitching fool you.  He let me move in with him, with all hundred boxes of stuff from my apartment, and for the last month I have been sifting through Continue reading a fresh start in the same place

green lights and empty parking spaces

I told JB not to buy me anything for mother’s day. “Instead just write me something”, I told him. ” I like the things you write”. Here’s what he wrote: I’m married to a flawed and imperfect woman. How do you Continue reading green lights and empty parking spaces

just between you and me and the rest of the world

I love the way you touch my hair at church. It makes me feel so connected to you, makes the service an intimate spiritual event that we share in public view. You sit on the outside of the bench and Continue reading just between you and me and the rest of the world

a daily dose of God

The last few nights have been emotionally difficult. It is hard to be alone when I am married. We celebrated our one month anniversary with a phone call. Is this what I signed up for? Playing house on the weekends Continue reading a daily dose of God

houses are a project

There is something fascinating about a project. The house in Cache Valley is a beckoning project of monumental proportions. I should be able to pretty much do what I want, so long as it doesn’t really cost anything. I can Continue reading houses are a project

just breathe

Session with my therapist today, who had two questions: What would it take to have the courage to face my anxiety without resorting to dysfunctional coping behaviors? What is my plan if my needs cannot be met in my new life? Continue reading just breathe