Oh, she took my heart like the sweetest thief. I didn’t stand a chance once that blue-eyed, olive skinned, miniature me came into this world and clutched my chest while she studied me. It was instant. That girl was my world. Then when the struggle came we worked back to that joy through awkward growing pains and contrarian emotions. When we had RJ my role as a woman became a central theme in my day-to-day story. I studied and prayed and pondered what it meant to be the final work we would be molding our adorable bit of clay into. Woman. Wifemotherfriendsistermentorstudentjesusloverartisthomemaker… I spend a lot of time intentionally and…
A fundamentalist turned freedom chaser with an obnoxiously stubborn faith.