Hey friends. We’ve been in Brittany for a week now, and will be staying for one more. Living in collectivity has its challenges, even for an extended family that gets along as well as ours does. I find myself wanting to come here to this blog, and share my news with all of you. Because that’s me time, I think? Me… Read More
What We’re Doing
We are vacationing in Brittany right now, as we have gotten into the habit of doing for the past eight years. The empty beach in #Brittany on #FourthofJuly. Why? Because it’s not August. It’s not July 14 (Bastille Day). And because it’s COLD! A photo posted by Jennie Goutet (@aladyinfrance) on Jul 4, 2015 at 2:40am PDT If you… Read More
Resolve Conflict #WeighIn
This past week I resolved conflict, and it definitely helped me to have a better mindset to take care of myself in other ways. So I thought I would talk a little about that, and a little about what else I’ve been doing. I’ve been pulling off my ten minutes of floor exercises every single day for two weeks now (except… Read More
Weigh In Week 2
So last week I started this modest little “small changes” campaign. A personal campaign to move towards better health in small increments since large changes are so overwhelming. I decided I was going to do ten minutes of floor exercises a day. Did any of you do it with me? (no pressure, no guilt, small changes are hard too!) Well…. Read More
Depression, Shame and Guilt
It has been many years since I’ve felt any shame over my depression and the fact that I take medicine for it. As a memoirist and a blogger, I’m too accustomed to publicly sharing my weaknesses as I strive for authenticity. As a Christian and Bible teacher, I’m too accustomed to grappling with the darker masses of the soul and shoving them into the… Read More
Weigh In
I have a confession to make. I am A. Hot. Mess. Have you ever heard that expression? I hadn’t until I started blogging, but the image it invokes is something I can identify with. I picture a frazzled, sweaty (it’s summer time), overweight, stained-shirt, limp-haired mom, who can only stare in dismay at the mess that is her ‘sanctuary’. Or maybe that’s just… Read More
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