I have so many different personalities in me and I still feel lonely.
My fear is greater than my faith, but I walk the missionary way.
I don't really cook. There are caterers, and my husband cooks.
After a while of getting jerked around, you realize what the business is really made up of.
I'm too wacky for most weirdos. Who am I to judge?
Healing takes courage, and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it.