We often meet the unexpected. What if instead of freaking out, turning away, running away, we freaking turn toward, run to the unexpected? What if we steer into the surprise?
For the last few years, that’s pretty much been my M-O. Up until I married my college boyfriend at age 22, my life was exactly what I’d always planned it to be, but after that, it’s been one big didn’t-see-it-coming.
I should go ahead and warn you that I’m a total weirdo. I’m Scary-Intense Girl and I stink at small talk. I laugh at fart jokes, my favorite color is orange, and I majored in theatre (shut up). I love crunchy leaves and drink lots of black coffee.
I’m allergic to sports. And the outdoors. And outdoor sports.
I love relationships, the ones with my kids, husband, God, and friends. I love my friends so much that I wrote a book about them, Women Are Scary: The Totally Awkward Adventure of Finding Mom Friends (Zondervan).
I spend my days working in the basement and driving my kids around in a smelly minivan with manual doors. After a five-year battle with infertility and a long stint as a human lab rat, I finally held my baby and took on the title of Mom. Now I have three kids, one son from in vitro, one daughter from Ethiopia adopted as a toddler, and one daughter from Latvia adopted as a nine-year-old. Our family has formed in the most unexpected of ways. I could not have seen any of this coming, and I love it all so much. But it’s been a road, so I wrote a book about that, too, It’s Not Fair: Learning to Love the Life You Didn’t Choose (Zondervan).
I love to laugh and use humor as a coping strategy for life’s unexpected twists. If you read something and think, “I can’t believe she said that,” I was probably kidding. I started blogging on here in 2009, and these days I split my time between writing blogs, writing books, interviewing fun guests on my podcast (Lighten Up with Melanie Dale), speaking at events and conferences, and, well, parenting. I have a teenager now. I’m turning 40. I don’t know what happened.
But enough about me. What I really care about is you and your life. Otherwise, I’d just be journaling in a notebook. Drop me a note, reach out on social media, and hey, thanks for stopping by.