Some years ago, when my son was in preschool, I wrote a love letter to him on my blog. Since my son is graduating high school this year, I decided to write him another…
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Why is it as Christians we feel we must be perfect? We must have the perfect clothes, the perfect hair, a perfect smile, and perfectly behaved children. We must post pictures of perfect family…
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As a child, I did not like getting new shoes. As an adult woman, I no longer struggle with this issue. My closet is proof. But nevertheless, as a little girl I wanted no…
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When you were a kid, your mama probably had some. You know the ones. Those special towels that looked as if they had never been touched. Perhaps it was a fingertip towel or maybe…
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“Carol’s writing is delightful. Unfortunately…” Another rejection. If you are or aspire to be a professional writer you must acquire a thick outer covering. Or perhaps just a slick one where unsavory words slip…