My life is not what I envisioned it being.
I only wanted all boys; I have 3 girls ages 6 and under.
I thought for sure I would live in Africa or South America and marry a local; I married a homegrown boy from Indiana who has the same exact heart and life passions that I do.
I thought I would travel the world adopting orphans; I have spent the last 20 years advocating for and loving people with developmental disabilities and their families.
I never thought I would be married to a pastor; that is, in fact, Paul’s title.
My life is not what I thought it would be.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’m a 30-something mom. A wife.
An advocate for people with disabilities. A God-trusting albeit somewhat skeptical Christian.
I run a theatre for children with special needs. I’m a writer.
I hate everything about winter and legalism.
I’m an addict of chocolate and highlights and the sand.
I’m a non-functioning mixture of 968 roles that I’m trying -and failing- to get right.
Which is why I’ve had to say no to being a pastors wife. I just can’t take on another role.
So even though my incredible husband’s title is pastor, I had to put my foot down and say, no. Sorry, babe. I just can’t do it.
And he laughed. And he said, I don’t need to take on that role. I can simply be his wife. His girlfriend. His bff. Now, that I can do.
This blog is about that. About being me – to my kids, my friends, my hubby, my world.
It’s about shedding fictional roles that I shouldn’t be wearing anyways.
It’s about being scandalously authentic – and discovering what’s underneath all the layers of self-imposed rules.
It’s about being ALIVE and not just living.
Join me and let’s find the strength in the weakness. The beauty in the mundane. The humor in the mess.
And if you’re anything like me, that means there’s a lot of humor, beauty and strength to your life!
Jenni Von Tobel