In thinking about writing this blog I knew that eventually I would have to tell “my story.” The story of how my marriage crumbled, how I couldn’t save it, and how it ended in divorce. Downright depressing, huh? It’s a difficult story to tell, but I think it’s about time I sat down and really processed the whole thing.  It’s not a story with an ending, because I’m still evolving and healing and learning what’s next for my life.  It’s also not a story with a clear through line, because I’m sure while I tell it I will go off in many difference directions, depending on where and how God is leading me.

Which leads me to tonight’s blog post.  Before I begin “my story”, which has many rough spots and hard edges and ugly sides, I want you to know that I am blessed…and more importantly, that I know I am blessed. In fact, I am blessed abundantly. Through this story you will read about the hardest nights of my life, but you will also read about blessings I couldn’t have imagined.  You will read about people who have shown me grace.  You will read about opportunities God has shoved in my path.  You will read about my heart, which has only grown through this experience.

Blessings are such an interesting phenomenon.  Sometimes you see them coming a mile away and other times it takes you weeks before you are able to look back and see that God blessed you more than you knew. Today I was blessed by a friend who believes in me and sent me a book to help me grow spiritually. Another friend messaged me to remind me that she is thinking about me. I work with my best friend every day, who loves me more than I deserve. I also have the best dog in the world. Multiple Blessings.

This is simply a reminder for you and for myself…as we go on this journey together, you will hear about the bad times, but you will also hear about the blessings.  And the blessings are the heart of “my story.”

John 1:16 “From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another.”