Cowgirl V: Light at the End of the Tunnel
It’s much more difficult than I ever thought it would be to write what I really want to say. I hamstring myself with fear of revealing too much, embarrassing myself or others. I’ve often wondered if others struggle with this too. Do I want to limit myself to writing about a slick veneer of life as seen through rose colored glasses, or do I want authenticity —even if sometimes it’s a little angry, or whiny, or questioning? I don’t want to air all my dirty laundry publically, but I will say that my 40 years of marriage hasn’t always been rosy. We’ve struggled through difficult times—our own selfishness, even boredom at times. We’ve endured the stress of rebellious, out of control teenagers. We’ve sat in the emergency room of hospitals, with life and death circumstances before us for two of our three children. Despite the difficult times, thankfully we have had trust and common faith to sustain us through the r...