January 1, 2013
Tell the truth! Tell the truth, tell the truth. This opening line grabbed me with a bolt of awareness because I wasn’t being honest about my marriage. For years it was as if I was behind a door, peeking out at life from another room. Waiting to face it, to begin coping, on full prepared alert, but still waiting. The consequences of communicating the truth were unknown, scary with a vague anguish, dogging me. Now, daily, the depth of my peace makes me steady and strong in the truth. The ease of life slips over me and I smile.