by Elisabeth | Feb 23, 2023 | difficult marriage, divorce, pain
{A post from when I was walking through my separation and divorce} I’ve been told lately that how I have handled my marriage and how I am handling the dissolution of my marriage show a lack of strength. I’ve been told that I should be kicking butt. I’ve been told...
by Elisabeth | Feb 9, 2023 | difficult marriage, divorce, healing, heart, pain, remarriage
Boyfriend #1: kinda sorta cheated on me Boyfriend #2: broke our engagement Husband #1: addiction and abuse stuff First man after marriage that I kinda sorta dated: one day after meeting me, after six months of long distance, ended things Random guy I had one date...
by Elisabeth | Feb 2, 2023 | emotions, faith, healing, heart, pain, wholeness
Back when my first marriage was hanging by a thread, had someone said to me, We need you to agree to the following: eight adults will know every detail of your life and marriage; you will have to meet with two counselors, two mentors and a mediator weekly, along with...
by Elisabeth | Jan 5, 2023 | abuse, emotions, healing, heart, judgment, pain, wholeness
For most of my life, I’ve felt just a tad less normal than most people. Less put together. Way needier. A huge disappointment. Less capable of taking care of myself. Not a grown-up. Weak. Lazy. Pretty much a screw-up. As if every day, at the end of my day, I could do...
by Elisabeth | Nov 17, 2022 | faith, holidays, pain, wholeness
We all know deep down that we are more blessed than we acknowledge, so I’m laying down a challenge to you, my sweet readers. Some of you may be weary these days, not wanting another list of things to do, but some of you might be up for the task. So this year,...
by Elisabeth | Nov 10, 2022 | emotions, friendship, healing, heart, judgment, pain, wholeness
I dreamt that I ran into Beth Moore and she suggested we have a slumber party. Obviously. And as we were lounging around in our pink matching jammies (because why not?), she asked me, “If you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?” My automatic,...
