In 2013 I got divorced. I only tell you this because I went through my Match.hell dating phase in which I was prompted to write an advertisement for myself. The sites call these missives "profiles" and those of us seeking a love-mulligan are encouraged to "sell" ourselves to others who have been kicked to the curb (or to those who wore the boots.) If I got past the selfie-in-the-bathroom mirror, I would read these self-descriptions wondering, if this person was so wonderful, romantic, adventurous, unselfish, fill-in-the-blank, why is there an ex who went to great lengths to get him/her out of their life? I came to the conclusion that a profile of greater veracity should be written by the ex-spouse. Well, at least the right to fact-check.
So, I start out my "About Me" with this insight. It is me through my eyes. It is my truth through my experience. It is my opinion through my filter.
I am a mother of three adult kids who inspire my writing. I am the daughter of a brilliant mathematician who speaks English with perfect grammar and an Air Force Colonel. I am the sibling to four brothers and two sisters. I am an Aunt. I am a woman loved by a very good man. I spent twenty years as a writer, producer, and news journalist with the Christian Broadcasting Network. Today I am a Realtor.
This blog is written for my children. If others read it and find some truth, inspiration, or enlightenment it is a bonus. Since most of my writing is inspired by my love for Jordan, Lindsay, and Christian it is important to me that they one day know that. There will come a day when I'm not here. There will come a day when their lives slow down and reflection will matter to them. I want them to know who their mother was. And who they were to their mother.
A sub-set of my writing centers on my faith. My concrete and fluid faith; my impermeable and shaky set of beliefs. The God at the center of everything I am and too often shoved to the edges; my once sure thing, my more recent rediscovery. It has made me at once a leader and an outlier; a voice of hope and, at times, a heretic to those who see differently.
It's OK. Read on. If I am blessed to hear from you, I receive your words with the same grace given me.