A fundraiser…and all you need to do is shop!!!

A fundraiser…and all you need to do is shop!!!

Ok gang. Listen. This will be my second and final post on this topic, and then I will get to my crazy, zany, normal self. But in the meantime, come on, help out a REALLY good cause, ok?? For some reason, the hyperlink on my blog is NOT working so …so hard….you need to copy and paste this site onto your browser…you know, the line where you type in a web address!!

http://www.myoverthinking.com/2012/04/building-nest-2012.html

There are so many children without homes, without families…so many children waiting for someone to hold and love and accept them, just the way they are. Doesn’t everyone deserve to be loved this way? Well, the number one comment I heard from people before we traveled was about other orphans and “could we bring any more kids home”. It almost became a joke…as if we could just stick a bunch of orphans in a suitcase. Obviously, that sounds so crass!! But let me be honest…my mommy heart actually felt that way. If there was a way to go to China, or Africa, or Russia and help children and families come together, I would have done anything to make it happen. And while, obviously, I am not a child trafficker, I am a believer in meeting the needs of the widows and the orphans. And this is a way to do that.

Until midnight on May 16 I will be matching, via a donation, the amount raised by The Sparrow Fund’s business partners. What is the Sparrow Fund?? It is a non profit that helps meet the financial and emotional and spiritual needs of adoptive parents. Adoption is expensive. It shouldn’t be, but it is. And the Sparrow Fund has a hand in helping families bring home their children. What is more worthy a cause than that? So please, go to that link. There are almost 60 different adorable boutiquey shops. There is wall art, jewelry, clothing, home decor…all sorts of beautiful handcrafted designs. Find something. Buy it. Then come back to my blog, post a comment with your name and the amount you spent, and I will match it. We are 200 short….and we have a few days left. The response has been amazing. So come on…support these businesses who are giving back 10 percent of their income during the month of May to help families bring their children home. Let’s do this!!!! (and some of you…my personal friends….i know you love to shop. i know you and i know you know i know you shop online. don’t make me call you out. get off your biscuits and point, click, and do this!!!)

adoption grants, business support, a matching pledge promise & online shopping…oh my!!!

adoption grants, business support, a matching pledge promise & online shopping…oh my!!!

Sadly, adoption is expensive.

Now, I am not asking for help for ME. I am asking for help for those who want to adopt, but have financial concerns and other issues. There is a wonderful non-profit organization that an adoptive family started called The Sparrow Fund. This amazing family, and now, organization, created this fund as a way to raise support, including financial, medical, and emotional, for those families considering international adoption. Having a baby, heck, creating a family, is EXPENSIVE!! It costs a LOT of money. The difference is, insurance covers childbirth. It doesn’t, generally, cover adoption. And that is heartbreaking because adoption is an amazing and beautiful way to create a family.

Now, I never solicit on this blog. I never sell or fundraise or whatever. But I am going to include a link here to a website where it explains. And the best part?? The way you can help? Is to shop. Yes, SHOP online at one of the 58 partners. These 58 businesses are all partnering with this non-profit. They are donating 10% of their sales in the month of May to the Sparrow Fund. So my many online shopping friends and readers. Click on this link, read the short post, then scroll down and shop at one or more of the WONDERFUL businesses who are helping families bring their children home. I put my money where my mouth is. So…I will match, dollar for dollar, what is spent on these sites from my readers for one whole week. So if you click on a link, and spend 30 bucks, send me a comment with your first name and the site you shopped. I will then donate that exact same amount directly to the organization. I will do this UP TO $1000.00 bucks. Yup. I am serious.

Come on…you shop online anyway right?? So may as well do it and help families bring home their children. Husbands, for once, step back and let her click away, baby.

http://www.myoverthinking.com/2012/04/building-nest-2012.html

That is the site. If the link on here doesn’t work when you click on it,  copy and paste it into your browser. Remember, scroll down to find all the amazing businesses who will donate 10% of their entire sales throughout May. And yeah, this is my Mother’s Day post. I can’t imagine any tribute more moving about motherhood than this. Help change someone else’s life. You have from today May 14 til 11:59 on May 19th to shop and meet my matching pledge. Let’s see what we can do folks!!!

what NOT to get me for mother’s day…other moms?? feel free to add your “no’s” to the list!!

what NOT to get me for mother’s day…other moms?? feel free to add your “no’s” to the list!!

I have a friend who shall remain nameless. Or actually, in my grand tradition, her name is Carmelita. She hates Valentine’s Day. She abhors it. With a passion. Now, if you knew this friend, you would understand the depths of soul she puts into this. You see, she is very even keeled. Some would say she is a tad unemotional. (She is not…she just holds things close to the vest.) She does not generally get worked up about much of anything. However, there are a couple of things that set her off…male volleyball players smacking each other’s backsides (she is positively, adamantly, hysterically, opposed to this as evidenced by her outbursts about it during the last summer Olympics…) and Valentine’s Day. She explains that every day is about love, and spouses should not have a day to show it. If they mean it they would show it every day..etc etc etc. She has a very valid point.

Having said this, I feel similarly about Mother’s Day. Every day to me is Mother’s Day. I love it. I love every day as a mom. I revel in my adorable perfect cherubs daily. Ok. The revel part was true. The rest, not so much cause they are not perfect cherubs. (but they are pretty awesome!!) In all seriousness I celebrate motherhood every day, with a few exceptions normally revolving around bodily fluid explosions in vehicles that I then have to clean up. So Mother’s Day is merely a day where, I guess, they celebrate you. But every kiss is precious, so I don’t get the special day thing.

However, the world, and specifically, Hallmark, has made this a tradition. So we all know what this means…breakfast in bed, some adorable handmade crafts and cards (which I love to get but I don’t keep because, well, I never keep any of that stuff. Go ahead, call me a bad mommy…) and then a few gifts. This will be my 8th official mother’s day, so please, allow me to share – with the dads especially – what NOT to get us for mother’s day.

1.) A new vacuum. Unless expressly ASKED for, do not, in any way, give us an appliance for cleaning. Suffice it to say that, if Kenny showed up with a vacuum for me, I would probably shave his eyebrows in his sleep that night or maybe punch him in the testicles.

2.) Lingerie. This is, obviously, the other end of the spectrum. Celebrating motherhood does not mean I need to service my husband that night wearing anything with tassels. This should be obvious. However, it is not since every year I see the stories on Facebook. Sigh……..

3.) A voucher for any home repair or other similar improvement FUTURE service. Yeah, yeah. In theory it is funny. But you know what?? It always stays IN THE FUTURE. I am not interested in “Two weeks of not having to be reminded to take out the trash” or “finally changing all the burnt out light bulbs in the whole house.” Seriously?? I am gonna smack you SO hard for this!!! If it is an actual voucher for a massage or something, well, that works.

4.) Bath bubbles from the dollar store. Most of us don’t care if you get us bath salts and lotions from Walgreens, Macy’s, or from some specialty Tahitian tribe in the South Pacific that you flew in special just for us. It is not the dollar amount per se. But unless you want to give her a whole body (and I do mean WHOLE body) rash, do not wrap up Razzle Rasberry Bubble Bath and Lotion from the dollar store. I speak, sadly, from experience on this one, people. (i know…a secret shame exposed because, hey, it’s all lotion, right? um, NO)

5.) A dinner out at YOUR favorite restaurant that she and the kids don’t like or YOUR favorite restaurant that has waitresses known for their various upper body attributes or YOUR favorite restaurant where you can simultaneously watch the game while eating or YOUR favorite….you get the point here, right??

6.) Nothing. We say it is no big deal and not to get us anything. But we are lying. Big time. Of course we want something!! Splurge and make us feel really special, okiedokie??

a marriage post…this one funny and there is bribery involved.

a marriage post…this one funny and there is bribery involved.

Ok. This will be very short.

Everyone has heard the saying, “Do what I say and not what I do” right?? Well, here is a prime example of this. I don’t believe in using sex as a currency in marriage. Sexuality is meant to be a mutually beneficial activity (both recreational and relational) in marriage. Hence, using it as punishment, reward, or with-holding to control your spouse is simply not right. I truly believe that.

But this week my toaster, dryer, and hot water heater all broke. There was some other stuff too but I am forgetting. I have 4 children, and a husband who takes 3 showers a day, using a new towel every time who refuses to reuse his towels (i know environmental people. i know…) I typically run two loads of laundry a day. I asked Kenny Sunday to call the repair guy and schedule it. (He does all this because I run the errands all over town and he works 1 mile from the house so he coordinates all this stuff.)  I followed up with him on Monday. Tuesday continued, laundry-less. So finally, yesterday morning (Wednesday), as a mountain literally (should have taken a picture) 4 plus feet high awaited me, I woke up and snuggled next to my husband. I nuzzled and kissed his neck suggestively. He turned to me, ready to say good morning in a special way. Instead, I breathed into his ear and said, quietly and gently, “Starting the clock at noon today, every hour that dryer is not fixed equals a day I will not have sex with you until it is.” I then got out of bed and pranced around purposely teasing him.

I arrived home at 11:12 yesterday. The dryer was running and a load was already in there. Well done, my husband. Well done.

a tough follow up to the marriage post…Wives, I beg you. READ THIS!!!!

a tough follow up to the marriage post…Wives, I beg you. READ THIS!!!!

Oh boy. A few days ago when I wrote my “why does marriage fail???” post I thought I might get some feedback, argument, discussion, something. Well, I got nothing.

Let me clarify. I got nothing. PUBLICLY. Privately?? Via Facebook message, email, text, and so on I got plenty. And the overwhelming surprise?? There were 2 messages from women. And 23 from men. TWENTY THREE!!! First of all, I had no idea i had so many male readers. Thus, I am thinking I should not reference lady things quite so much. Sorry fellas. But more seriously, I was amazed at how “spot on” the guys thought I was – I mean, not me personally, but the issues I mentioned that are universal. Now, that was not my goal. I was not meaning to relate solely to the male perspective in that post. But it really resonated with men. Big time. I learned of a couple people who have separated. And I learned of several more who, sadly, are about to separate and their spouses don’t know it yet. Obviously, I urged everyone to counseling but mostly I just listened. Or, technically, read, because conversation of such a personal nature with a bunch of married men was not my goal. But I read these messages over and over and over again. These amazing men…all family men, all loving, and most Christians. All struggling desperately. All lonely and hurting. Many guilty and bereaved. Many very, very angry and feeling very, very betrayed. The most common comment?? “My wife barely lets me touch her.”

Ladies, I know. Trust me. I KNOW. I am a woman. I have 4 kids. I get tired, overwhelmed, over stimulated, under appreciated, under valued, and over run with needs, touch, whining, and crying – not just from the kids. I also know that I deserve to be cherished. Adored. Admired. Loved. Wooed. Worshipped. Of course I want those things. And do I want those things given to me FIRST?? Sure. Is that how it works? Generally, no. Oh well.

Here is the deal. I will pray for all of these marriages, these wonderful men and women. But I can’t talk to your husbands. I can’t counsel them, call them, or encourage them. I responded to all of them to seek counsel at church or someone they admire and revere. Heck, I will talk to COUPLES, but not to just men for obvious reasons. It is neither appropriate nor healthy for myself, or the men. But the fact is this…some of you are about to lose the man in your life. Some of this is your fault. And some of this is his fault. And maybe you don’t even know things are tough. It is not my job to stage interventions or to insert myself in your business. And I don’t write this as some superior, I know it all way. There were dark, very dark, days in my marriage when I never thought we would make it. And there are chances that one day we will experience more dark days because that is life!! But if ANY of this rings true…if you look back a couple of posts ago to the marriage post and read it and ANYTHING strikes you as, “hmmm….well, I don’t think he cares that I do this” or “well this does not really bother me but….” or “well, interesting. he HAS mentioned this but it is not really a big deal” then please. Take a magnifying glass to your relationship. Look at it honestly. And TALK. Ask him. Sit him down and say, “honey? does it bother you that —–” and then fill i the blank. Better now than after the fact. Trust me on this.

a few changes…

a few changes…

My hair color?? No. (although that would have been a good guess as it does make a new debut color wise every year or so…) My husband?? Nope. I think I will keep him around because I tend to enjoy his company as he is inordinately sexy. (to me anyway…) Another kid?? Nope. At least, probably not, and definitely not now…Decorating? Yup. I am always decorating. I love to change things, and keep them moving. A static life? Closed spaces? Impermeability? Not my favorite things. So yeah, decor is part of it.

We just leased an office space for me for a year. It is local. It is furnished. The decor and furnishings are, of course, completely unacceptable. Hence, the decorating. :) I am a stay at home mom. I would not have it any other way. However, the kids are starting school in the fall…even Elis Rey, sadly, will be going two half days a week. I don’t like it. I would prefer to have them all home with me each and every day. But as much as I love the idea of homeschooling, I don’t think saying, “Oh guys, it is gorgeous out. Let’s bail on school now and go surfing. We can finish math later!!” every single day would lend itself to a great education. Thus, school it is. I have a home office, but it is being converted into a school/craft/homework room for the kids. I use the loft upstairs as a play space, and the kids really need a place that is specifically designed for school work and that is also a central place for their school and activity supplies. As a result I have gotten the boot out of my office. So much for that.

I am one of those people though that needs her space. I need a small space of my own. And with 4 kids, I have run out of a space that can be mine. Additionally, I have 3-4 projects at any given time. Charity work, writing projects, school organization, (room mom, fundraising, etc) and the sort of temp part time work I do with/for my husband. And that is the big one. He has recruited me back in to work. Most of it can be done at home at night, but there will be some daytime meetings, recruiting, etc that require a space. So a space it is. I am excited and nervous about it. I mean, a specific place for all my stuff…will it just become another place to clean? I don’t know. I do know that becoming more organized and forcing myself to focus makes a huge difference in my life. Hmm. Or maybe I am just delusional….

a very quick post and a picture and a full home and a full heart…

a very quick post and a picture and a full home and a full heart…

My house is chock full of kids right now.

Not only are all 4 (whoa i have four kids right now…sometimes that kind of strangely kicks in…) of my kids here, but my sweet niece Peyton is with us. It is a slumber party. And last night, they were all in one bedroom, snuggled up together in a twin/full/twin trundle combo. We have had ice cream, swimming, dinner outside, rock throwing, a fun video with pretzels, swimming, surfing, eating, and amazingly only one set of tears. So yeah, a pretty good night and day. All the kids are getting along beautifully. They are even sharing. (every mom out there just made an audible sigh as they imagined 5 kids, all sharing….) It means a lot to have Peyton here, for a lot of reasons. Not sure when it will happen again,  but I am not going to question; I am just going to enjoy.

Here is a pic of the girls at the beach today… 

Family can a very beautiful, and very fragile thing. I have another niece I am hoping to spend some time with….Wondering if she can come for a visit this summer?? Courtney?? You out there?? Jack is welcome too, of course!!! ;) I love family. I love my kids, and other people’s kids. Ken had to go out of town very briefly last night. Before he left, he looked me in the eye, gave me a big, sloppy wet kiss and said, “Baby, I don’t know how you manage 5 kids like it is nothing. And I love you for it. But don’t go getting any ideas.” And with another big kiss and a few playful grabs, he was out the door. Man…my husband knows me far too well.

High School Reunion and my (and my kid’s) thoughts on the matter…

High School Reunion and my (and my kid’s) thoughts on the matter…

Yes indeed. I have a big high school reunion coming up. Haven’t seen most of these people in a LONG time and to be honest, I am looking forward to it. Kinda funny…I think this one will be different. I remember our 10 year reunion. Honestly, it was kind of odd. Now wait – the venue, the planning, the fun…that was all genuine. People worked hard to put it together and it was a great time. But I guess I expected something a little different. From the event?? No. From the people? Honestly? Yeah, I guess. It was soooooo weird…there were little groups of tables all set up with the same groups of people all over again. It was like a 10 year older cross-section of our cafeteria. People fell back into roles from years earlier.  Few were willing to laugh at themselves. I had a nice time, and enjoyed myself. Because, honestly, I have a nice time pretty much wherever I go and whatever I do because I just don’t care and never did. And I did the same thing I did in high school – kind of talked to everyone, and was friendly with everyone. I did not have a “group” per se in high school (nor do I really now actually…hmmm…). I did a little mix of everything. I played sports. I sang. I did some student government, wrote on the paper, good grades, etc. Blah blah blah…and I was just sort of friends with most people. So seeing a repeat of the high school years acted out at restaurant dinner tables threw me for a bit.

I think this time around will be different. There is a communication now…a change. The world is far smaller. Facebook, Linked In, Google Plus, and who knows what else has us all sort of back in each other’s lives. But in the way it should be. I celebrate when someone’s kid turns 6. I rejoice when I see a marriage anniversary. Someone is having twins?? Yay! I want to send a gift. Someone I knew from class loses a parent; I mourn with them. And they with me. There is a connection we did not have before. And on top of that, most of us have lives that have caught up with our ages. There is something in having a child that makes you realize how unnatural arranged seating in the cafeteria really is. There is no more status, no more hierarchy. I am the prom queen of my marriage. I am the student council president in my home. And field trips?? Well, the back of the bus makes me nauseated. Hand me the steering wheel in my big mommy SUV any day – I don’t care if it is what the cool kids drive or not. (Not that I actually ever cared but you know what I mean…) The fact is, my life is an amazing beautiful gift and I enjoy it. And I want to see the gifts my old compatriots enjoy and meet their spouses and kids and ignore our receding hairlines and softer muscles.

For what it is worth, I told my kids that this summer we were going to a special little trip to meet all of mommy’s old friends from high school. “It is called a high school reunion.” My oldest, Hadley, put it like this. “Hmm. So basically it is a bunch of old people getting together??” After sputtering and getting ready to argue I took a deep breath and, resigned, said, “Well honey. Yes. Pretty much.” So yeah, I guess that sums it up.

some new crazy kid car conversations…

some new crazy kid car conversations…

I always love these. One day my kids may look back and read these (or probably not because, well, grownups are boring and have nothing of value to contribute so…) and most of the entries will be sort of blah for them. But I can’t WAIT for them to look back and rediscover the crazy things they said.

After picking up my Kincaid from pre-school this afternoon…”Do I have to get married?” “No Kincaid, you don’t.” “But what if I want to?” “Well in that case you can.” “Well what if the person I want to marry does not want to marry me?” “Well in that case you can’t get married. We don’t live in the Middle East.” “Huh??” “Nothing. When you marry someone they have to want to marry you too.” “Well I think girls are dumb.” “I am a girl. Do you think I am dumb?” “You are not a girl. You are a mom.” “But I am also a girl.” “Why?” “Um, well God gave me girl parts and made me a girl. So I am a girl.” “What are your girl parts?” “Um…” now we were getting into a precarious scenario for a 4 year old…”Well, my boobies are girl parts.” “That doesn’t make you a girl.” “Yes it does.” “Nuh-uh!! Dad has boobies too and he is not a girl.” Oh crap….”Um, daddy doesn’t have boobies. But there are other parts too and such. You know honey. Boys have a penis and girls have a vagina.” “Oh yeah that’s right. Well tell daddy that he has some parts right and some parts wrong. Boys shouldn’t have boobs.” “Okay honey. I will let him know.”

This is also the kid who asked me 6 weeks ago if there was another baby in my belly. Neither Ken nor I have escaped unscathed…

why does marriage fail???

why does marriage fail???

Oh man. I know, I know. I opened a big old can of worms with this one. Now, let me make a disclaimer. This is my opinion. Additionally, it is NOT all inclusive. There are all sorts of reasons like family intervention, drug and alcohol and other dependence issues and addictions, and other things that can erode the foundation of a marriage and leave it to fall when the first mudslide hits. So please, know that this is not an exhaustive study on the topic.

Rather, I am approaching this from the perspective of someone who right now is watching the dissolution of many different marriages, all at once. I talk to, get private emails from, and hear from friends both new and old about their lives. There is something about writing a public and, well, very open and honest blog that connects me to the lives of others. I never knew that would be a side effect of blogging, but it is so. And I embrace it as it brings many other joys, but also, some real heartaches too. Ok…enough with the qualifications. Here are, from my perspective, some of the primary reasons marriages are failing day in and day out.

1.) Priorities. Your marriage MUST be a priority. If it is not, it will fail. Why?? Because life in general is tough. When we hit the rough spots, which we will again and again, we always hold dear to our priorities, to the things we cherish. And when spouses see that they are not the priority to the other, it gets easier and easier to let other things, and people, become more important. And by then it is almost too late. Jobs, family, kids, money, things…don’t let these be more important than your spouse.

2.) Love. Too many people think marriage is about love. Man, what a load of crap!  Granted, this is perpetuated by Disney, Hollywood, tv shows, magazines, Nicholas Sparks…name the poison. Typically, marriage starts because of love, although sometimes it begins because of lust or friendship. But in general we meet, fall in love, and plan our happily ever after. But when the love fades, so does the commitment. How weak and sad of us!!I can honestly say I have probably spent more time OUT of love with Kenny than IN love with him. But my commitment, my promise has never (ok, well mostly never) wavered. And same with him for me. We are both deeply flawed, weak willed, selfish individuals with tons of baggage. But we renew our VOW, not our love, every day as we choose to try again and never give up. I have used this quote before and I will again. It is not the LOVE that sustains the promise but the PROMISE that sustains the love!!

3.) In-laws and other people. Let me be honest here. I have a great relationship with my Florida inlaws and a great relationship with the majority of my CT inlaws. I love them all. Why? They LOVE my husband and my kids, and they tolerate me. Haha. (I think…) The problem is not always if you get along or not. This kind of links back to number one. There can’t be anyone more important than your spouse. There just can’t. When something great happens, who do you call? A confidence to share…who hears the details? Wisdom to be found…does your spouse share the first insight? If the answer to ANY of these is no, well, there is a problem. A mom or dad’s needs are not meant to be considered first over and above your spouse’s…no matter how close you are. IT DOES NOT MATTER. When you marry, you leave the old family and start building a new one. Here is the analogy. A guy is a builder. He had one house a while back. It is nice, comfortable, and well made, but like all houses, needs some upkeep. In the meantime, he moves out of that and he starts building a beautiful, new home with all the trimmings. Well, soon, because the old house needs some updating, he starts taking the materials out of the new house and puts it into the old house. The new place gets watered down cement because the old one needs some fresh cement and instead of telling the owners of the old house to properly go out and buy their own cement, they demand he take the nice cement from the new house and give it to them, leaving him with inadequate new cement for the new house. And windows?? Well, the old house owners take the fresh new windows from the new house, and hence the new one gets the old cracked windows. Are you following the analogy here?? If your original family is getting the best from you once you are married, your spouse is only getting leftovers and that is very, very wrong. It erodes the foundation, trust, and priority in your marriage. Time to cut the cord, folks. Both husbands and wives struggle with this, but it must happen. And kids are sometimes ALSO the other people!! This one is hard because kids can’t get their own cement. In many ways a child’s needs must come first. But notice what I said…NEEDS not wants. Yes, the child can not make himself supper or get to school on time. So sometimes the spouse must wait. But if it is a want? Well, a spouse should come first. And that is a wonderful lesson to give your kids – a marriage that is about putting the other person first and the priority of the marital relationship.

4.) Keeping up with the Jones. Comparison. Comparing your marriage, kids, home, life to others is a recipe for disaster. Why? Because you will NEVER measure up. Someone and something will always be better. Marriage does get boring and complacent at times. I am not gonna lie. We have petty disagreements, we take each other for granted, and so on. It is very easy to look across the street, or into the car next to you, or to the boutique in the mall you can’t afford or at the tv show and think that the grass is always greener. It may seem so. And if you go that route, sometimes the grass IS greener. But to keep it green requires the same effort. And if you can’t put the effort into keeping it green in your first relationship, job, or home, you sure as heck won’t put it into the second. Ardor cools, love fades, lust wanes. So stop worrying about what you don’t have, and start working on what you do.

5.) Sex. Yup. I said it. Sex sex sex. I said it again. I am SO tired of hearing women complain to me that I reference sex too much, or tell them they should be more active, or swear that their husbands are not that into it anyway. Are there a few men out there not very interested in sex with their wives? Yes. VERY few. Men, by design and physiology, are sexual beings (so are women) and there are TONS of studies that show how men have sexual thoughts throughout the day, throughout the night, and have a need for physical and sexual release on a more regular basis than (most) women. And yet we insist “not our man!” Well ladies, sorry, but time to suck it up and take it for the team. I did a survey of a smallish group of husbands a few years back. I am tempted to do another to see if the answers are the same. Anyway, I asked the men, again, anonymously, how many times a week they would prefer to have sex with their wives. The UNANIMOUS answer?? At least 3. The average amount they were getting it?? MAYBE once a week “if they were lucky.” Look, I know we are tired. I get it. I know we get touched all day long. I get that too. I know that it is easier to go to throw the grungy pi’s on as opposed to the thigh highs. But deal with it. There is a MAJOR problem with pornography in this world. There are scenarios where men are exposed to that crap at a young age and it defines them with various sexual addictions and other problems. But many men get bored and lonely and end up looking for stimulation and adventure. Why, as women, would we want that for them? To be honest, I want to be the best stimulation and adventure that my husband could ever want or imagine. And if I keep him happy and fulfilled in this area, he tends to meet the needs for trust and love and security that are so vital to ME. I think this topic is WAY under spoken about in the Christian community. But God designed it, and we better start talking about it because look around folks. Over half of our marriages fail. I don’t want to contribute to that statistic. No one does!!!

Again, this list is not extensive. But from what I see, all around me, all the time, I can tell you that these are some of the major factors that can determine whether you will make it or not. I want my marriage to last for 70 years. I want to be like the dumb movie The Notebook, where we die in each other’s arms after a long passionate life together. Will that happen?? I don’t know. There are two people in my marriage, not just one. What I DO know is that I plan on doing everything in MY power to make it happen, and trust God, and my husband, for the rest.