Hi, my name is Christine and I’m a workaholic.
Like a lot of people, I work, work, work...and work some more. For years I’ve hidden behind the old adage that “a woman’s work is never done”. Or is it for many women, and men too, that we work a lot because we like to?
I’ve noticed something about men and women as they grow older—while men’s testosterone levels drop, so too do women’s estrogen levels.
While husbands start to slow down, become less aggressive in their careers, it can appear the opposite for their wives. For many women their lowering hormone levels urge them to speed up, grow more confident, downright assertive in many cases. How many ladies in their forties, fifties, sixties start new enterprises, take up demanding responsibilities in the community or their church?
At the start of my fifties I began my long-desired writing and speaking career, and while that was challenging, God gave me the strength to rise to that challenge, and I thoroughly enjoyed reaching those long-sought-after goals.
Oh my, I felt fulfilled. “I was woman. Hear me roar”, and all that stuff.
Meanwhile, my husband began looking forward to his retirement.
Skip forward with me fifteen years as my writing career started to gain some success, I discovered how hard it was to shoehorn leisure into my schedule. When was the last time I took a day off? When was the last time I experienced some of the type of romance that I write about?
And worse, I noticed that my dear husband was suffering from loneliness due to my extremely busy schedule. The wrongness of that hit me between the eyes. Something had to change.
Around that same time I ran into two different sets of people. The first group of people warmly reminisced about the camping holidays they shared with their spouses over the years. The other group shared that quite recently their spouses had passed away, unexpectedly, suddenly, and all these dear spouses were around the age of sixty.
My husband was sixty.
The question echoed in my mind. What am I waiting for? That week I talked my husband into buying a brand new little travel trailer. He didn’t take much convincing.
On our first trip in July we drove through the majestic Canadian Rockies, and at the summit of Roger’s Pass I noticed a large artillery gun. I asked my husband why on earth that was there, and he explained that avalanche control experts shot artillery shells into the snowcaps to trigger avalanches to carefully control the snows from building too high and thick, and thereby causing a fatal avalanche.
I compared that to my own life. The romantic side of my marriage had to come first, even at the expense of my writing and speaking ministry. So, like the avalanche control experts, I chose to cut back on my writing, cut back to the point of almost losing my precious career so I could spend more togetherness time with my husband.
My short Christmas novelette Heavenly Haven is the
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Heavenly Haven by Christine Lindsay
Avalanches happen to other people, not us. Marital problems happen to other people, not us, especially nine days before Christmas. At least that’s what Jack and Shaina Burke thought. Married for ten years, avalanche control expert Jack, and Shaina, only wanted to celebrate their December anniversary in a romantic way, until the shifting snows on the mountain bring havoc tumbling down upon them.
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