February 2016

Our Faith

. . .My wildest dream

Life courses through my veins like gas through fuel lines, and like the engine that drinks the 10% ethanol blend— my

LoveMarriage

A Bedridden Weekend

He’s waited on me hand and foot what more could I ask of Him? but that look. The look in

FaithMemoirs

Letting go | A writer’s baggage

My primary rebuttal. . . Hunny there are two many voices in my head for one site . . .too many personalities, too many directions . . .#Cons. Call me schizo, but it's the truth.