The Danger of “If” & How I Stop the Birds from Nesting in My Hair
I woke up in a bad way. Anxiety, sadness and—the worst—self-pity were flying all around me. The joy-snatching “If-Birds” wanted to nest.
I woke up in a bad way. Anxiety, sadness and—the worst—self-pity were flying all around me. The joy-snatching “If-Birds” wanted to nest.
This post is for people pleasers, for us who hate to say no. Enter Ollie the dog and a truth we need. Hey Ab. Would you possibly be willing to Ollie next weekend? We’re going out of town and he had such fun with you last time. It was true. Their black Lab was happy…
Some girls have complicated relationships with their dads. Some had trouble with God because of their earthly dads. Not me. Dad made it easy.
Is nine years a long time?
Nine years is how long this little red dress hung on its plush, velvet hanger at the far side of the guest-bedroom closet. A son came, and God did not open my womb again.
And I never quite knew what to do with the silk -little, rosy red dress.