The miracle that could never happen.
The miracle that could never happen happened in 1969 when I remarried. I had thought it was a miracle to marry the first time. To imagine a second was beyond me.
“You have every right to ask me to leave.”
I wasn’t stringing him on. My mind was totally closed to the possibility of a third marriage. I thought, “This man could not possibly be serious.” He was just a very kind, polite, southern gentleman…
Single for forty-eight years
She has been single for forty-eight years. She must not want to be married.
love by messenger
We ended up messaging back and forth for the next month, talking about all of the deeply personal, serious things that had so shaped our attitudes and lives, things like his cancer experience and my experience with Dan, and matters of healing and faith, and my arthritis, and depression and purpose.
when life changes in the blink of an eye
In the providence of God, I was friends with a precious co-worker who had lost her husband several years ago to cancer at an early age like Josh. She had given me many insights into what life was like for someone in that situation and how she had needed others to respond. I had no idea then that God was going…
He Makes All Things Beautiful in His Time
God really began to do a work in my heart – to heal me from heartbreak and rekindle a hope for true love within me. I didn’t know what God had in store for me as far as a husband was concerned, and I still had feelings for Russ, but I was trusting him to reveal His plan for my life in His time, not mine.
loving a man with cancer
We ended up messaging back and forth for the next month, talking about all of the deeply personal, serious things that had so shaped our attitudes and lives, things like his cancer experience and my experience with Dan, and matters of healing and faith, and my arthritis, and depression and purpose…
The End.
The End.