In patience and prayer?
I grew up with a single mother most of my life. I never had a shadow of a doubt in my mind that she was Wonder Woman. There were 5 of us. And she was rocking it. It always looked so easy… I mean, she really never missed a beat. Breakfast was alway ready in the morning. Dinner was always on the table at 6.It didn’t matter if she was working full time. Or in the mist of the more-than...
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
My first attempt..
I’ve been contemplating blogging for quite some time… But I have never went with it and actually started. In the last few years of my life, I have been thrown some curve-balls. I don’t want to sound like the martyr of single mothers, and I know for a fact that, compared to most, I have nothing to complain about. And my goal in this blog is not to complain per-say… but...