Saturday Confession: No Substitute Will Do
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Saturday Confession: No Substitute Will Do

I dread this task more than anything. Lab work for our youngest. We’re a family full of hard draws and she’s a kid that needs consistent lab work. But, Layla. Layla is a tech that knows us and knows our daughter’s arms. How it works. What works best. And this week, Layla wasn’t there. I…

Saturday Confession: Sometimes I Cry Myself to Sleep
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Saturday Confession: Sometimes I Cry Myself to Sleep

I’ve blogged for the better part of seven years. In the ever-changing cyberworld that’s like 100 years. For the most part when I communicate with a reader two things stand out when they summarize me. I love chocolate. I’m transparent. That’s success to me because it’s the brand I’ve quietly built over the years. You…

Saturday Confession: Why Chocolate is Part of My Surrender
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Saturday Confession: Why Chocolate is Part of My Surrender

Last week I had an amazing time sharing my faith and writing journey with a group of ladies. I had a little Power Point filled with pictures from my past, book covers from my present and an acrostic to help us all have a powerful future full of freedom in Jesus. I used to be…

Saturday Confession: Like Ice Grips
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Saturday Confession: Like Ice Grips

I have the worst knees. Since sixth grade both knees dislocate with no notice. I’ve ripped ligaments and stretched everything possible. Although I haven’t seen anyone recently, the last doctor said before Lady Gaga ever did, that I was “born this way.” No surgery would help, I just had to exercise it daily to strengthen…

Saturday Confession: That Face
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Saturday Confession: That Face

I’ve mentioned here and there that we have a child with what we deem minor special needs. Her first year was critical and much has stabilized. As she’s maturing, I’ve been preparing myself to watch for new things. Already lab results have changed and we have a new specialist to call. It would be easy…