It’s been a long season of waiting for me, pregnant with hopes and dreams. I wrote a children’s book and am in the process of illustrating it. Then my daughter, 30 weeks pregnant with our second grandchild, got sick. They told us the baby must be born “today.” Mabel Rose would not be full-term until 40 weeks.
Dear child of mine, I’m not ashamed of you. I may be slightly disappointed but I’m not ashamed. My disappointment is not for my own renown but for my hopes for your future. I am not being prideful. I know there are MANY, MANY paths to success and although I...
Dear Daughter, I say many things to your brothers about life and love but you, you have been so level headed and smart throughout the years, I have not said much. I have said "wait" and you did. I have said to be modest and you are. The truth is that I have...