Writing is my passion, my escape, the place I go to release my soul, my cries, my longings and prayers. Writing is beautiful. Writing is vulnerable. Writing to an actual audience. . . simply down right scary.… Continue reading I Write Because I Breathe
I was sitting by my daughter, enjoying the moment, when a medley I had made up during the first few months of her life came to my head. I began to sing it to her again: I’m the luckiest mommy in the whole wide world The luckiest mommy in the whole wide world For of all… Continue reading I am the Luckiest of All
Never before had I invited a friend over to such an embarrassing mess. We were meeting at a park close to where we both lived. It began to rain. I suggested letting the kids play at the library. It was too far to walk and she did not have a car or carseat with her. I… Continue reading Welcome to My Messy Home
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