I am afraid of having a daughter: I am afraid that you would become too much like me.
I lost a lot more than just my camera in those three years.
I never thought I’d ever come back here.
Four reasons that kept me from knowing he was the one.
Perhaps you’re stuck.
A Christian woman’s question of the man who seeks to capture her heart (or has already done so).
To me as a teenager, God was nothing but an afterthought. He was the “therefore” to the paragraphs I could not finish. He was the perfect camouflage in every situation; the perfect excuse; the perfect justification.