Ladies, let’s call a truce!

Yes! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you Jen Hatmaker for giving words to my heart's thoughts! Thank you for saying out loud THE thing that so many women (and by that I mean definitely me) think, but will rarely say. Living with The Mythical They is exhausting. I was visiting with a dear friend a... Continue Reading →

White slip-covered couches. Tall swings from hundred year old oak trees. Wrap around front porches. Shuttered windows. Scent of the salt air from the ocean. I dream. I sigh. This dream of mine could be ironically funny to those who know me best, considering I have lived in the flat, dry plains of West Texas almost... Continue Reading →

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