A tribute to my thighs
I’m tired of it. I can’t even go to a Barnes & Noble or Target without escaping it. Can’t I just buy my peanut butter and bag of apples in […]
I’m tired of it. I can’t even go to a Barnes & Noble or Target without escaping it. Can’t I just buy my peanut butter and bag of apples in […]
At church yesterday, Pastor Stan asked us a question that pounded on the door of my heart, threw it off the hinges and sank down deep into my core. What […]
I’m not one to linger in the past. Well, maybe I do fancy a good old jaunt down memory lane… Every now and then I’ll look at my photos of […]
Meet Suzie. Suzie Zimmerman. In the August sunlight, I sat on my deck with my laptop resting on my thighs. “When are they going to tell me?” I asked my […]