Marriage


Throwing the baby out with the bathwater

Throwing the baby out with the bathwater

At forty, in the crucible of a mid-life crisis, I had to disassociate myself from the whole mess, from plant-based eating associated with my husband being an authority in my life and from good cook = good mom.

Falling Apart

Falling Apart

I had been onboard with this diet for many years and we had influenced dietary changes in our extended families. We had raised kids who ate vegetables! But I was starting to ask questions and have doubts.

Becoming mostly-vegan ~ Following an authority I could trust

Becoming mostly-vegan ~ Following an authority I could trust

I wanted to be a good wife and support my husband's health and his beliefs. I was the cook of the household and if plant-based eating was going to work for us, I had to be on board. Although it took me almost 2 years to come around to the idea, when I did, I jumped in wholeheartedly.

The irony of the real me

The irony of the real me

When I feel secure I want to go places. I open myself to adventure. But adventures lead to unknown territory, a certain amount of "leaping out in faith", moving past what you can plan, and all of that feels threatening to my security and stability.

Looking for security

Looking for security

I need to own this part of my story and myself. I feel my best self, my confident self, my most at-ease self with security in general and financial stability, in particular.

Did I really say that?

Did I really say that?

A big part of The Reckoning for me is realizing I'm not exempt from the natural order of growth and development. I'm not a special snowflake. I don't get to by-pass the necessary parts of the journey because I'm a good planner. It doesn't work that way.

A season of discomfort

A season of discomfort

Making changes can resolve a present discomfort. But when we resolve this discomfort, a new one will arise. After you encounter this pattern enough you start to clue in that discomfort is part of the human experience.