by Bridget May | Jul 28, 2022 | From Where I Sit
I’ve found over time that a good way to feel like you are part of a community (especially in the South) and connect with Spirit is to go to a church. – Or so I thought. Upon reflection, however, that is not entirely true. A middle-aged woman attending church by...
by Bridget May | Jul 7, 2022 | From Where I Sit
Here’s a question I ask myself a lot, especially since moving to a predominantly rural part of the country (although with this building frenzy going on, there is less and less country every day). But by rural I don’t mean everybody lives on a farm, I mean there is a...
by Bridget May | Jun 23, 2022 | From Where I Sit
So, it seems I have a man-repelling superpower, any time I want to find out if some guy is just interested in getting into my pants or getting into my head, I throw this out there: I love self-improvement. Works like a charm, and it’s almost humorous how quickly...
by Bridget May | Jun 20, 2022 | From Where I Sit
In the last decade or so of my life, I have witnessed how immature and emotionally unintelligent people can be. There may have been huge amounts of alcohol involved. And not consumed by me. But it has shown me that there is a surprising number of conniving women and...
by Bridget May | Jun 14, 2022 | From Where I Sit
It’s funny as you move through life, how things can be good and bad. Depending on your perspective on the day. One of the things I think about a lot is how things that seem to be good, like a good routine, over time, can end up feeling suffocating and like you are in...
by Bridget May | Jun 2, 2022 | From Where I Sit
Recently (within the last few years) I needed to start wearing glasses. I used to work with a lady who would say that you knew you needed glasses when your arms weren’t long enough. I thought that was funny until I found myself thinking exactly that one day when I was...
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