I wish I had a Fast Pass that said “I started journaling a thousand emotions ago!!!!” so I could skip the line. One of the side effects of the pandemic was an abundance of writers - now flooding publishing houses.
We are failing an entire population while we bicker over bullets. Admittedly, it is easier to point to the weapon than to expose failures in our own homes.
Sure, I let my husband write a guest blog. But dang it if I was going to give him the excerpt, as well. Also, it took FOREVER to type this far (one-handed). #blessed
Did you read that right? Did I just say “Guest Blogger”? GUEST BLOGGER?!!? Would I really give someone else the keys to my queendom keyboard? Me? The most OCD, Control Freak, Noone-Can-Possibly-Do-THIS-Better-Than-ME person on the planet? Yes. But, this isn’t that entry. That entry will be coming soon, possibly even next week - depending on … Continue reading Guest Blogger (What Could Go Wrong?)
The first time my now-husband told me he loved me, we were standing next to his car in the parking lot of the same restaurant in which we had met four months earlier. It was awkward on many levels.