Category Archives: Me thinking outloud about Me

The House that Built Me

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing Out there it’s like I’m someone else I thought that maybe I could find myself If I could just come in I … Continue reading

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Lack of reports to the contrary,there was a flood. News at 11 – oh, wait…

Does a tragedy happen if there are no national media video cameras, producers, on camera personalities there to capture it and package it for their television viewers?    Yes, it does.  And this doesn’t begin to tell the story.   Shame … Continue reading

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The aftermath of losing a job

A couple of years I ago I had pleasure of losing a job with a company I’d worked with for a dozen years give or take. It was an awful, awkward, humiliating, freeing, challenging, and a growing season.  It’s not … Continue reading

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To adopt or not to adopt: that is the question.

If you’ve read my about me page or my Loving the Life I Never Wanted post, you know it’s no secret that Plan A for my life included having a family of my own as the foundation for everything else.  … Continue reading

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Hello. My name is Anne and I am a decorating addict.

I have a problem that I am powerless to control.  I came to the realization today when I checked my mail to find my new copy of Elle Decor.  No woman my age should get so excited about a magazine.  … Continue reading

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Why I hate singles ministries

I love my church AND I love THE church. But I hate singles ministry. Maybe hate is too strong a word since  I admit that in my many years of being labeled a ‘single adult’, I have spent very few … Continue reading

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Loving the Life I Never Wanted

When I was 6 years old, I wanted to grow up and sing like Judy Garland in The Wizard of Oz.  I loved my khaki plastic record player which played my Dad’s amazing album collection, including the soundtracks for The … Continue reading

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