Today is Day 6 of The Scintilla Project. Just a quick disclaimer that today’s post contains one off-color word that I wouldn’t normally put here, but it’s relevant to the story. I apologize if it offends anyone.To whom it may concern:You are still with me every day, even now.To the boy who first kissed me – for the horrible way you treated me, how you asked me to be your girl and then lied about it and laughed behind my back with your girlfriend – even had your father tell me to leave you alone – you became not a happy first memory but a scar. You are still with me.To the boys in high school who thought it would be funny to get drunk and ask me out so you could make fun of me because I wouldn’t put out – you are still with me.To the girl who made…

If you had been able to take a look in my room when I was a little girl and now, you’d probably see a stark difference.When I was little, my bedroom was ruffles, bows, pink walls, dolls (lots of dolls), a trunk filled with dress up clothes, a canopy bed with curtains on the sides and a closet full of dresses and ribbons for my hair.Today – my bedroom is shades of white and gray and navy and full of dark furniture. It is not in the least girly. As a matter of fact, I think my vintage Steubenville tea set that holds my perfumes and nail polishes is probably the girliest thing in there.Growing up I was the only girl in a family full of boys. When I was a little girl, I had two older brothers and four nephews. (I came really late in life for my parents.) My toys were…

This is Day 3 of the Scintilla Project an ongoing series of sharing stories that I’m participating in. Click the button below to check it out! Today’s Prompt: What’s the story of the most difficult challenge you’ve faced in a relationship? Did you overcome it? What was the outcome?Every time the subject of marriage comes up, I have to shake my head at the single girls I know. Some of them are younger than I am, some of them are my age, some older. They all want that holy grail of dating and relationships – a husband. It’s like some crowning achievement. An end game. Life would only be complete if I had a husband.Well ladies, I’m going to get real here. No disrespect to The Hubs, but marriage is work and definitely not all sunshine and roses. You can ask him, he’d agree – mainly because he has to put…