His Kind Of Love

His Kind Of Love

I remember the morning clearly: I was driving my daughter to Mother’s Day out, crossing an overpass near my house, when a song carried me away from my present reality.  With lyrics that penetrated my heart and touched something in me that needed to be reached,...
If You’re Tired of Labels

If You’re Tired of Labels

My husband was waiting for me to finish my nightly bedtime routine as I filled him in on all that had happened at a writing workshop I’d attended earlier that day. I leaned on the bathroom counter, my face lathered with soap, and said, “I just don’t...

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