Ever felt like you were going to explode because you were dying to tell someone something about what someone else did to you? That was me. This morning. I was armed and ready. I even thought I could start it out with “Girl, pray for me”...and then proceed to tell her my sob story. (Because […]
Snacks!
When my kids were younger, leaving the house took the coordination of a well timed symphony. Everyone had to be rested, fed, toileted, diapered, or entertained. I often brought books with me and used to
