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Because a girl met a boy…

I met my husband in the fall of 1990 and I honestly cannot explain what it was that drew me to him, but I was certainly drawn in.  Maybe it was those blue eyes and the mysterious grin or the way he made everyone laugh in an attempt to hide the vulnerability I spotted.  I… Continue reading Because a girl met a boy…

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The Rose…

When postpartum depression, circumstances, and the past collided into a firestorm of the testing of my faith, I was having a lot of trouble reaching God. I had to start scribbling Bible verses on sticky notes to plaster all over my home in order to keep my attention focused where it needed to be. I… Continue reading The Rose…