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31 Days: Remember

It is ironic that the prompt for today is remember when I almost forgot to do a post. Luckily, I have 8 minutes left in the day.

I've been trying to remember why I wanted to do a blog. I know that one of the main reasons was after my divorce, I only found one blog that talked about divorce from a Christian perspective. Also, most Christian blogs were written by happily married women who used endearing terms like "the hubs" and "the littles." I wanted spiritual nourishment from someone I could relate to instead of someone who had everything I dreamed of having.

I thought, if I felt like that, there had to be other women out there like me who need to know that God still loved them and had a good plan for their life despite their heartbreak.

As I type this I remembered that another thought I had for this blog was to help others like me who wanted to cook good meals for one without getting tired of leftovers or wasting ingredients when trying to cut recipes in half.

And then there's the home improvement projects and the never-ending chores that come with owning a home, especially one that was built in 1930. Maybe people can learn from the comedy of errors that is my attempts at being handy. If I can remember all the lessons I learned, perhaps I could pass those down to others.

The one thing I remember the most vividly about my goals for this blog was I wanted to help people. I wanted to help them get over their divorce faster than I have. To help them find the joy in a life that may not be what they planned. To help them see how rewarding and full the single life can be.

I hope as the days and months go by, I can remember what I wanted to achieve with this blog and hopefully help people one post at a time.


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