1. I believe in grace because I share my home with proof of its existence.
2. We got rid of our TV service a few months ago. The quiet is strange, but nice.
3. I have no idea how I survived the first three years of my life without my sister. It seems as impossible as living without lungs.
4. I published a book a while back, and I want to write a second, more personal one. But I’m having trouble getting started, because I’m afraid everything I write will be wrong, or self serving, or immature.
5. I am a recovering alcoholic and bulimic. 7 years sober…so in many ways I’m actually 7 years old. Sometimes I miss excess booze and food, in the same indescribable way you can miss someone who abused you and repeatedly left you for dead.
6. I am afraid of my temper like it’s some other person over whom I have no control.
7. I believe strongly in downsizing, in simplicity. The people I respect most in the world are those who quietly choose to live with less so that others might have more. Unfortunately, I conveniently forget this daily as I drive to the mall to buy more crap. One of my most frequent and fervent prayers is that one day what I do and want will match what I respect and believe.
8. I have never, ever, said the word f-a-r-t out loud.
9. I am an insomniac, and a caffeine/sugar addict, and refuse to admit that they could be related.
10. I am a crappy Christian, which I’m pretty sure is the only honest kind. Nonetheless, I’m deeply in love with Jesus, and I think he’s wild about my crazy self too.
11. I would finally rather be kind than cool. But both is the dream.
12. Craig is the only human being who could have healed me. We are opposites in many ways, but we want and love the exact same things. I have chosen never to stop falling in love with him, and I’m more grateful that he has made the same choice than for anything else. I am also comforted by the fact that he is contractually obligated to love me, and that without me, he could never, ever find his shoes.
13. I want to like animals, but I really don’t. At all.
14. I don’t know how to do anything in moderation. Or how to keep an even keel. I am either very high or very low.
15. I want to do big things for God, like adopting an orphan, but have trouble even doing little things for God, like not being a jerk.
16. I love classrooms and children. I run a preschool where my students and I practice being patient and kind.
17. I can’t listen to the first few notes of Amazing Grace without feeling like the wind’s been knocked out of me.
18. I want more children, but most days I don’t have enough energy for the three I already have. I think I might want more babies just because I love naming them.
19. I am way too confrontational. I’m working hard on offering grace to people, and ridding myself of the belief that everyone should get what he deserves, except for me.
20. Some mornings Craig and I meet for coffee at the kitchen table before the kids are up, and read the Bible and talk about Jesus. This is my favorite way to start a day.
21. Years ago Craig and I vowed never to brag about ourselves or our kids to anyone other than grandparents. Keeping this promise is harder than it should be. I often find myself thinking about how amazing I am for being so humble, so there you have it.
22. Craig thinks I torment myself and others with my tendency to analyze (judge) everyone and everything. To that I say, whatever.
23. I don’t handle criticism well.
24. I am unable and unwilling to sustain relationships with people who talk but don’t really listen, or with people who boast. I always break up with them, regardless of gender. Again, working on #19.
25. I was never truly happy a full day in my life before I met Craig, and since I met him I don’t think I’ve ever spent a full day unhappy. I find that both pathetic and perfect.