Please allow me to brag for a few minutes. Not about myself, but about my husband. When I started this journey almost seven years ago, I had no idea I’d be where I am today: blogging, writing books, let alone singing my husband’s praises. Let's just say I tended to think of much darker things. I'm glad I'm not in that head space anymore.
For over a year I’ve had the privilege of working with a bunch of fantastic people who’ve walked the same path as I have. While all of our journeys are uniquely different, the pain we’ve been through because of porn and/or sex and love addiction is sadly still the same.
When I was young my father gave me two wallet-sized plastic cards. No, not credit cards. I wish. You know how much damage a drug addict could do with credit cards back in the 80s? A lot! No, these two cards held powerful words on them. At the time the meaning of those words were lost on me, but because it was my dad that gave them to me I stuffed the cards in my wallet and didn’t give them much thought until I was older and he had died.
nsecurities. Wow. That’s an easy one this month. I jumped right into the whole “Guess I’ll get a new website” idea and in the process managed to lose access to my old blog in the process. While I’d love to put all the blame on GoDaddy, I’m sure I had a big part to play too. (read that as most of the part…okay, probably all of it).
If you landed here from a Google search, I welcome you! I'm in the process of getting things sorted and arranged. Feel free to browse while I'm getting things set up.