One aspect of therapy on my wrist that I didn’t anticipate was talking about my writing life. The therapist admitted she crafted a story and wanted to have it published, but didn’t want “everything else that comes with it.” That everything else was social media. She admitted she was on Twitter but had no plans…
Sabbath Sunday–where I share an amateur nature(ish) picture and a few thoughts on God’s love for you. Those oohs and ahhs aren’t just for fireworks. Freedom isn’t just for Americans. My story, in part, is about surrendering fear and what others thought about me. That kind of peace has a price, but what a…
Sabbath Sunday–where I share an amateur nature(ish) picture and a few thoughts on God’s love for you. Those oohs and ahhs aren’t just for fireworks. Freedom isn’t just for Americans. My story, in part, is about surrendering fear and what others thought about me. That kind of peace has a price, but what a…
I know what true love is like. When my husband and I started dating he was so transparent. He made it clear how separated by two hours and 100+ miles made him ache to see me. We missed each other and every mile felt like 100. Even some movies capture the ache love brings. One…
Let’s hope while you read this I’m getting my cast off. Oh, how I whined the last week. I also played with my Facebook timeline covers for both my personal and writing page. I found the link courtesy of the ACFW general loop, and what a fun find. It’s easy to use but has a…
Sabbath Sunday–where I share an amateur nature(ish) picture and a few thoughts on God’s love for you. Those oohs and ahhs aren’t just for fireworks. Freedom isn’t just for Americans. My story, in part, is about surrendering fear and what others thought about me. That kind of peace has a price, but what a…