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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| Only 99 cents at most Ebook locations. |
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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