Yes, I read the Fifty Shades series. I’m also trying to figure out how to delete the e-books from my Kindle so my 7-year-old doesn’t stumble upon them. If you know how to do that, please leave instructions. I would be forever grateful.

I know what some women took away from the Fifty Shades books. After all, there is now a wave of expectant moms having “Grey Babies.” Here’s what I walked away with…

When he looks at you, take the time to look into his eyes. When he speaks to you, listen – actually listen – to his words. When he touches you, pay attention to how it feels.

The series has changed my perception of reality’s every day ruggedness. You know, the routine of daily life that wears away the excitement, leaving a ho hum feeling behind. For example, when my husband sent a text saying that he read my first post, my gut reaction was to think, “Well, at least I have one reader, although he doesn’t really count since he’s married to me.” Kick self. Reframe. What I really do mean is that the man who I love, respect and trust the most in the world took time out of his day to visit my blog. Turns out I have my very own Christian Grey.