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It’s An Old Story, But it’s Mine.
I’ve decided to open up a little more than I generally do on the blog, and tell you about a something that might explain a little better why I am the way I am, and why I so strongly like courtship. About three years ago, I was introduced to this guy. I’ve mentioned him throughout a lot of my posts, but I’ve never actually put down the entire story. I was always afraid that he might read it and know it was him, or that someone in my family might read it and be disappointed in me. They saw us together, but I have no idea how much they know.…
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Hello Again
It’s been a while. A lot of things have happened since I wrote the last letter; we moved to Mississippi and back, moved to a different house, my nephew was born, I cut off all my hair. Oh, and I finished another novel, although I may never publish it. I feel as though I can finally call myself an author, now that I’ve actually finished two novels. Someday I’ll publish them; I finally felt God telling me to go ahead and really start thinking about it. And moving towards it. It all happened when I finally said goodbye to hopes of a continued friendship with a guy who, honestly, I…
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A Love Letter
I know I haven’t met you yet, and I may not know who you are for a long time. But I’m feeling longing tonight, so here’s a letter that you will read someday in the future. Lately, I have gotten the feeling that I may be single for a few years more. It bothered me at first; I’ve dreamed of meeting you and getting married since I was fourteen years old, and I hated the fact that maybe I’m not ready for marriage yet. I felt old. Yeah, sure, I’m only twenty-one. But my mom and my grandma both got married at eighteen, and I felt like I’m dropping the…