I certainly didn’t wake up a week ago, thinking, What if I die today?
I drank coffee with my writer-soul sisters and talked about a new book idea with my editor and mentor. 585 more words
We hit D.C. last week. Yes, again. Sometimes blessings fall at your feet and I’m trying to be good about picking them up.
My mom arranged for us to receive tickets the lighting of the National Christmas Tree. 320 more words