Cooking - a secret passion

I love to cook. I have mastered the perfect pot roast using Pioneer Woman's recipe and everyone in the family loves it. I can't seem to make the same recipe twice and constantly make changes. First meatloaf, then pot roast. What is next?

Christmas day

Today is Christmas and disfunction has set a new high. We father to eat in silence and then retreat to our corners.

My First Post

I am embarking on a quest to blog about things in my life.  They are only of interest to me but I hope they can help others in their life's journey.

  I am a married mother of two adult son's only one of which is still living at home. My oldest son Justin is 25 and is still in school trying to complete his degree and move on with his life.  His is what one would describe as a late bloomer and is still trying to learn to social and other skills necessary to work and live as an adult.

My youngest son, is a Marine in the reserves and the reason for all my wrinkles.  I seem to be the only one who can see past his charm and lies and see the motivation behind his challenging requests.

My husband of 26 years is my high-school sweetheart and it has been a challenging and rewarding partnership.  It was truly turned up side down when I entered therapy at the age of 39 because I am 5'10" and was 260 lbs, wanted lap-band surgery and wanted to find out why I could loose weight only to gain it back when I started receiving the slightest bit of attention from anyone.

Therapy has been an amazing journey and I would not have changed it for the world.  I have learned so much about myself in the parts of me that I love and the parts that I would love to tweek to make better.  Every week is an amazing opportunity to learn about myself, who God wants me to be, and how I am shaped because of the relationships that I have in my life.

What I have learned for the most part is that people are in our lives to either contribute to or make withdrawals from our soul.  They will speak life into us or speak death into our spirit if we allow them to.  My therapist is a gift from God.  She is a licensed minister of the gospel and a psychologist with a masters degree in social work.  She knows what abuse can do to the human spirit.  It is as if we are born as a full mirror and people and events shatter parts of us that are scattered around a room, therapy, deliverance, and prayer offer the glue that put the pieces of shattered glass together to form a perfect picture of ourselves as we see it and how Christ see's us.  We are also being formed into His image in the process.