Love

Makes me want to fall in love. Also, don’t forget: there is still time for you to enter the contest to win the gift basket from Burning Daylight!  Throw your name in the proverbial hat, people – the comments close tonight!

We are down to single digits: I am moving in 9 days. And yes, I have Christmas parties 6 of the next 9 nights.  I might run out of outfits. That said, posting may be light until after I get to Colorado.  I don’t want to miss out on a single moment of Nashville until…

The comments that you left in response to Thursday’s blog I was blown away by a couple of things: 1) the TRUTH that was so evident in so much of what you were saying, and 2) the HONESTY about something that isn’t easily summed up in a cliché phrase.  I love that so many of…

You know how some married people, when asked, “How did you know he/she was the right one?” answer, “I just knew”? What does that MEAN?  What are they (you?) referring to?  And should single people be holding for it – whatever it is? Or is it just a completely bogus statement, fabricated to placate the…

I don’t always believe that Jesus loves me – even though the bible tells me so. Oh, I know that Jesus loves me – in a “whole world in his hands” kind of way.  But do I believe that he loves ME?  That he sees ME?  That seems impossible. It’s this thorn in my side,…

How can someone’s story be simultaneously so simple AND so romantic? This is Vadym and Sheryl Romaniuk.  Are they not darling? I’ve been friends with Sheryl even longer than I’ve known my own sisters – we met when we were 18 months old in San Jose, CA, and when I was 6 and my family…

Hearken back to Monday’s post.  What was meant to be a shoulder shrug, a lark, a lighthearted jab at my pal Andy, actually sparked quite the response.  While I got a lot of “You go, girl!” comments from women, I have been much more impacted by what I have heard from the men – whether…

Here in America, we are taught that all men are created equal. So no one should be “out of one’s league,” right? We try to pretend that everyone deserves a fair shot – that there are no “leagues” – but when it comes to love, we employ our own silent caste system. We say that…

Sometimes, my heart needs them. Sometimes, my mind needs them. Sometimes, my will needs them. Sometimes, my faith needs them. Thank goodness for my mom. Who serves as the jumper cables to YOUR soul?

It’s hard to believe – impossible to believe – but one year ago today I moved away from Seattle. I just went back and re-read the entry I wrote that day, and it remains one of the most honest things I have ever written; it hits at a deep place, even 365 days later… excuse…