To all the Single Ladies...

This blog is for you.

In just these last few months of blogging, I have been amazed at the number of women that would write, text, and call with their own experiences and connections to what I was writing. Sometimes we laugh. Sometimes we cry. Sometimes we vent. But the thing is, we connect. In a "coupled" culture, it never fails that conversations with people often turn to dating life. And then one of these (often well-meaning) comments is spoken...

• Still single, huh? (Nope, just hiding my husband in the future.)
• Enjoy singleness while you can, girl. Marriage is hard. (Enjoying it- to the max. Any stage of life is hard.)
• Well, do you want to get married and have kids? (Um... yes, but that doesn't change where I am now.)
• Are you putting yourself out there? (Where exactly am I supposed to put myself? Anyone? Bueller? I mean... I am not a recluse.)

  

  We put ourselves "out there..." Never mind the fact that it was with thousands of crazy women and just a few poor men that took one for the team.  

• Have you tried online dating? (Girl- I have some STORIES for you and that will be saved for blog mini-series.)
• I don't understand why you are still single??? You are sooooo _________________. (Yes, I know. If you figure out why, will you clue a sister in?)
• You have PLENTY of time! Wait... you're how old? Oh.... (Thanks...)
• I have this friend/ cousin/ second cousin twice removed... I think they're still single... (Does he love Jesus? Does he have a J-O-B? Can I see a picture? Bring him on.)
• You go to a big church, don't they have a good singles group. (I am not touching this one...)
• He's out there somewhere... (You found him? Tell me more...)
• The Lord is still working on him for you. (Could you give me a time table?)
• Girl, it will happen when...
• you least expect it. 
• you are totally sold out to the Lord. (What does this mean exactly?)
• you stop searching. (Um, this is not google.)
• you stop looking for the right person and become the right person. 
• Well, not everyone is meant to be married... look at Paul. (Yep. He's legit.)
• Don't be too picky. (Why not? This isn't a dinner choice.)

And many more. (Thanks to all you ladies who contributed to this list. You know who you are and I am thankful for your presence in my life!)

Here is what we know... our friends and family love us and want the best for our lives. These questions and comments often come from them knowing out hearts and desire to one day share our lives with someone. But... these comments and questions often leave us, as single women, unsure of how to answer and respond. And depending on the day, may stir up a wide range of emotions from disappointment, confusion, shame or even anger. I don't know about you, but... Sometimes, I want to walk away without saying a word. Sometimes, I fight back tears and pray for the conversation to end as quickly as possible. Sometimes, I have a snarky remark camped out in my head... that may or may not slip out. Sometimes, I can answer with where I truly am in regards to it all. Sometimes, I want to say, "I don't know. What is wrong with me?" Sometimes, the shame and hurt is more than I can bear. 

Over the years, I have been guilty of saying some of these very things or others that hurt people without me even knowing... and will probably continue to say something stupid from time to time. I have been quick to ask women who are married questions regarding children, with no clue of what is actually happening in their lives- infertility, miscarriages, disagreements between spouses on the subject, or anything else. My words and questions have caused women to feel the same things I have felt, just in regards to her situation. 

Before you get all concerned and worried, know that Christy and I are cracking up as we type this. Christy and I have been dear friends for 14 years. Both of us thought we would be married and have kids before we ever met. Both of us thought for sure we would have met that man at some point in the last few years, but God's plans are not our own... and we are both incredibly thankful for that. Just like in the post "Gift of Motherhood," we can both see how God has worked and continues to work in our lives. When we are faced with questions we don't have the answers to, our hope is that we would look to our Loving Father for guidance, peace, and comfort. His definition of life is not anything we can write on our own and that is a GOOD thing. 

I know without a doubt, that I would not be the woman I am today if my story had played out my way, and Christy feels the same. Yes, we both desire to be married, but we can not live our lives waiting for that to happen or settle for anything less than His best. Our hope is, with each day the Lord gifts to us, that we would seek after Him and serve Him with all of who we are, no matter what the journey looks like down the road- single, married, mom, etc. 

For many of you reading, I know there are parts of your story you don't understand, want to fast forward past, or completely erase altogether. I get it. Know that your story is not on accident. Your story matters and I can't say that enough. I would love to hear your story and know how I can support and pray for you. You are not alone. You are heard, seen, and dearly loved.

The Gift of "Motherhood"

Mother's Day is one that always brings a mixture of emotions- gratitude, joy, longing, hurt, disappointment, love, hope, and so many more. I have spent the past couple of days trying to process how I will put it all into words, and I am not sure it is possible.

As someone that grew up with a baby doll and diaper bag everywhere I went, carting my sweet baby neighbor around on my hip at the age of 9, playing with all the younger neighborhood kiddos as often as possible, deciding I was going to have 4 kids- 3 boys and 1 girl, all with "C" names- by the time I was in middle school, and dreaming of that day I would become a mother for as long as I can remember, I never thought I would be spending Mother's Day in my mid-30s without being a mother to my children of my own. But, here I am.

Each year as this day rolls around, I wonder why this is not part of my story, and with each year that passes, I wonder if it ever will. Over the last couple of years, I have/ continue to wrestle through those questions. And as I have gotten older, I wonder what I would do at this point if it does happen. For those that know me well, you know my love for sleep and free schedules. I have come to learn and appreciate how my plans can not compete with the plans the Lord has for me.

The Lord placed a love for children on my heart from the very start. That has not and will not ever change. I also know the Lord is fully aware of the fact that I do not have children of my own. I know He sees me. I know He hears me. I know He has plans for me. And I know He has allowed me to walk along side so many incredible mothers in my life who have allowed me to love on and cherish her children in a way that I will always treasure- as Aunt Rach, "second" mom, Ms. Rachel, teacher, friend, sister.

Kathryn (sister) and Marlo (sister-in-law)- you ladies mean more to me than you know. It is truly an honor to watch you mother my sweet nieces, nephew, and little Wyatt coming soon. Being an aunt has brought a joy in my life that I did not know existed and I know not all aunts get the pleasure of loving on her nieces and nephews like you have given me the opportunity to do. Thank you for giving me the gift of being Aunt Rach and allowing me to love Emily, Allison, Madelyn, Noah, and Wyatt like my own.

For those of you that have shared your babies with me, thank you does quite communicate what I would like to say to you. You have given me the gift of "motherhood" that I always desired. You have allowed me to love on your babies when they were hurting, laugh with them through the funny moments, share in the joy of "firsts" along the way, encourage them to keep going, cheer for them in their games, competitions, and academics, and simply enjoy the day to day. You share your greatest joy and treasure with me each day and for that I am beyond grateful.

God continues to fulfill that desire to be a mother in ways I could have never pictured as a young lady dreaming of being called mom. I am often asked if I want children of my own. Until last year my answer was always, "ABSOLUTELY." And while my answer is still, "I would love to be a mom..." it now includes "if that is what the Lord has for me. If not, I have many children in my life to love on and pour into."

For many of you reading, I know you relate to what I am saying. I have sat across from you or on the phone with you as you have shared your tears, hurts, and disappointments. For some, you sit in a similar position as I do with a desire to be a wife and mom. For some, you are married and either struggling to have children or at a point where having children of your own may no longer be possible. For others, your story may be one filled with infertility, losing a child, or even experiencing a strained relationship with a child. I don't know what your story holds, but I know your story matters. You are heard. You are seen. You are loved.

To all the moms in my life, you are amazing. Thank you for all you do as you raise up your sweet boys and girls. To all the aunts, friends, teachers, care-givers, sisters- you are just as amazing. The love you give to the children around you is a love that will encourage, lift up, and shape them each step of the way.