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I'm Fat. There. I Said It.

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I’m fat.  (Or as my imaginary best friend, Rachel Hollis says, I have fat). There. I said it. And immediately I hear all of your voices in my head: “No, you are not!” “But you are so tall, you carry it well!” “Whatever…you are beautiful.”  And it’s not that I don’t value all of your opinions, but I’ll go with the lady who went to school for at least eight years, studying all things medical, who wrote “morbid obesity” on my chart.  MORBID!  Like, you are going to die from this. So, for once, I am making an investment in myself. I LOVE investing in others!  Always have and probably always will.  Like I have said before, I’m the friend that people come to when they are in distress.  I’m the lady in the store that random strangers just start talking to about their problems.  But I have realized that I am the one whose body is in distress, and I am the one who has a problem.  So, instead of adding savings to my kid’s college tuition, I...
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I Married a Black Man...In the South

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I married a black man...in the south.  There. I said it.  Which is fairly odd considering there was a time I was terrified of black people.  There. I said THAT, too. Allow me to explain. Elberton, GA, circa 1990s. "Granite Capital of the World." Like, literally the city was known for its mass production of tombstones. The demographic was pretty evenly split between whites and blacks, but it was extremely segregated...or at least in my mind, it was. Mostly because I grew up in an ultra-conservative, super Pentecostal Holiness, over-protective single parent home. Anything outside the home or church was probably of the devil...including Scooby Doo and the Smurfs. Definitely the school mascot, the Blue Devils ! And did I mention all the tombstones!? I digress. Soon after my parents split, my brother and I were forced to ride the school bus to school. (#whitepriviledge) We lived near a predominantly black neighborhood so there were very few whites on o...
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There, I Said It!

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So, I started counseling today.   There.  I said it.   And from the outside looking in you would probably think that I have it all together.  Wife to a fabulous, supportive man.  Mom to a talented, self-aware teenage girl and a brilliant, handsome six-year-old boy.  Daughter of an incredibly creative and encouraging woman.  Chief Operating Officer of a growing management company. Beautiful home full of love and everything we need.  A host of friends who are the best around.  Sounds pretty amazing, right? Translation… My husband is pretty stinking incredible, but we are often like ships in the night – sometimes to the point that I feel like I’m sitting across the table from a stranger.  And sometimes I wonder if he is a stranger to himself.  The challenges he has endured since entering my life have been immense.   (Writer's note: Possible opening for next blog, "I married a black man...in th...
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