Just a girl. Who loved a boy. Lost the man. But lives on.

Our home has more paws than feet. Four feet, sixteen paws, and countless fins. Three dogs, a cat, a pond and tank full of fish. We love the critters, you could say. They love us unconditionally. Well, except the cat, but that’s her nature. She won’t leave. I’ve tried. So I guess that’s love, on her level, her terms. And, ain’t that the truth? Love – outside that of the Father – always has terms, levels, limits. The trick is finding those whose terms, limits, and levels match your own.

I think. Too much. Too often. Writing, for me, is a wonderful, therapeutic way of making sense of my “stuff”. Which actually, is a funny thing to say because years back when journaling was the buzz topic… the mere thought made my feathers ruffle, made me unable to sit still from discomfort. That said, now… I write. Call it journaling and you may never hear from me again. Ha! But, make no mistake. Words matter. So much more than most people give them credit for. More on that later.

I met Dan Granger in Fairhope, AL the summer of 2000. (For some reason I’ve yet to discover within, I most often refer to him by both given and surname. When I figure it out, I’ll share.) That first glimpse – we later shyly, mutually shared – accompanied physical shock. Think: static electricity. I remember the look on his face as he rounded the corner. He voiced a virtually identical rendering of mine.

In the early years, we described ourselves as male and female version of the same person. We had many similar experiences from school, from family life, in the professional world, etc. Heck, we both had the exact same college degrees. Both dual bachelor’s, BA Philosophy and BA Psychology. The ultimate combination for people who think too much, love people, but haven’t a clue what they want to do when they grow up.

Married in 2002. Daughter born in 2003. She’s the love of both our lives. Dan Granger died in 2017. Together, we got a number of things spot-on right. The many more things we messed up haunt the dark recesses of my mind, soul, and emotions.

Those are the cliff notes. I’ll share more as it surfaces. Click on the Blog link in the top menu to read more of my meaningless ponderings. Thanks for stopping by. Your insights, support, sharing this journey, and your company means more than you know!