No church wants a pastor without a wife. Not in the 1960s, anyway. A year from graduating with a masters in theology, my father visited his school library and placed a book on each study table. He planned to return later, see who caught his fancy and then join her table as he claimed his book. But it was the student librarian who smiled at him when he returned. She despised the patriarchy, loved to gossip and preferred jokes to piety. My father asked her out, and my mother said yes. — Sari Fordham

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…