I am not a “10.” I ain’t gonna lie. I have wide hips, blemishes, stretch marks, cellulite, the whole nine yards. I have a side of my smile that creases harder than the other. I have split ends. I have it all. I don’t think I am perfect, do you? I sat with someone and Read more
I grew up loving to write. I am not sure how, but it was my art before I could even write actual words. I had an audience I would read my “books” to. They were real people who just happened to resemble my favorite stuffed animals. I went through life never really being too smart. Read more
Yesterday was just one of those days. I woke up with a positive attitude and nothing was going to stand in my way. I thought this day was going to go perfect. But then it didn’t. No one was on the same page at work. I didn’t get much done. I felt content but those Read more
