Writing a teen character is something I wanted to try again for a long time!

In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance.

I find my voice and manage to say those three one-syllable words back to him. Words I haven't uttered in a very, very long time. Words that meant nothing before now.

Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.

There are two kinds of women--those who eat in a crisis and those who lose their appetite in a crisis.

It's a funny thing - when I'm crazed with work, spending time with my children relaxes me. Yet, at the end of a long weekend with them, the very thing I need to relax is a little work and time away from them!

He threw in the towel before we were tested. Maybe because he didn't want to be tested. Maybe because he assumed we would fail. Maybe because, at the time, he just didn't love me enough.