My first year of married life was a topsy-turvy one. I lost my job right before our wedding, which was a tough slam on my self-esteem. With no job on the horizon, I decided to try being a homemaker and freelance writer. I had mixed feelings about my new calling. I loved having the ability to write whenever and wherever I wanted, but the solitary days were tough. I was lonely, depressed, and feeling as if I wasn’t “doing” enough with my life. I felt as if I was settling for less by staying at home. It took the news of my husband’s military deployment to shake me out of my rut. It was then that ... Read the Post