“Your mom would be so proud of you.”
Would she?
This is the hardest question for me. At one point in my mother’s treatment, she told me that she was NOT proud of me.
Balancing Intuition, Risk, and Faith in Your Twenties
Friends, last week was a little sad… My dear friend James is on his way to a new adventure, leaving Nashville (and us) in his rear view mirror. I’m not crying, you’re crying! People come and go in our lives, but I hope James never disappears entirely, because he’s such a treasure. Continue reading “Balancing Intuition, Risk, and Faith in Your Twenties”