One of my oldest girlfriends and I have a long-standing joke about each other. I giggle at the way she delicately uses her fingertips ...
One of my oldest girlfriends and I have a long-standing joke about each other. I giggle at the way she delicately uses her fingertips ...
“Somehow letter-writing opened something in me and protected me from the fear, because my expectations for myself were ...
I spread the Christmas ornaments across our rock hearth and told my four boys to decorate, instructing them to spread each as evenly as ...
My closest girlfriends have nicknamed my therapist Marg, probably because I talk about her so much. I’m already an introspective woman, ...
Last Sunday, during communion I dipped the bread in the wine, because I have the sniffles, and I prayed the bread down slowly. I ...