Lifespan.

That's the title of the story that I just wrote. It's four or five glimpses into the life of a woman...puberty, to college romance, to early marriage, therapy mid-age, and finally at the birth of her granddaughter. It's still rough, but I'm excited about it.

My life is kind of exciting lately (I never thought I'd say THAT). But I've been questioning the Bible a lot lately...a struggle with finding 1. who I am as a person 2. who I am as a woman and 3. how those interact with religion and God. I was very angry and bitter...I suppose I am, in a way. It will get better, though. I'm now moving on, and I'm kind of sad about the situation as a whole. I'm not sure what it feels like. I'm not entering a dark period of depression with it. I'm not entering a hopeful period, either. I suppose I'm just exploring still. Feeling my way around a bit....


More later, I'm off to dinner. :)