Me and Mr. Hughes

What happens to a dream deferred? I, like many other girls before me, had expectations for my husband. I dreamed I would lovingly provide a warm and inviting environment for him to come home to. It would be beautiful with feminine touches and strong masculine furniture. Nothing too dainty so he would never feel out-of-place….

Sick of Deferred Hope

“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life”. Prov. 13:12

Side hugs are for the sexually oppressed

Side hugs are for the sexually oppressed. Oops! Did I just say that out loud? Actually, I am doing way more than saying it, I am writing it for the world to see. OK, I don’t really believe that. However, the frustration behind this outburst has been brewing in my draft box since June 7, 2008 – …

… Still

So last night, a boy talked to me. A regular boy and I had a regular conversation. Just a nice, Christian, good looking boy and I had a nice innocent conversation. Nothing truly personal was discussed; nothing extraordinary to make note of in a journal; no deep theological debate to ponder over for hours; not…