Lord this one is for You I feel like we’ve reached a fork in the road of our relationship. One road is the narrow, dirt path designed to be the agonizing path upon which my pride dies a slow and horrible death. The other is the wide and generous easy way out. Paved with dangers… Continue reading Stalemate 

Family, Memoirs

Daddy’s Little Girl

My earliest memory as a human was the day that I was born. I vividly recall my last night behind the walls that protected me and held me captive; smooth, firm, unyielding yet safe. The stranger whose uterus had imprisoned me had been restless all day. I had been tossed and turned in a million… Continue reading Daddy’s Little Girl