A New Year of Unpretending
January 1, 2016
Hello, friend. If your eyes are falling upon these words you’ve arrived at the threshold of another year. Now you may have done so in a swift, blissful sprint across the dateline,
Hello, friend. If your eyes are falling upon these words you’ve arrived at the threshold of another year. Now you may have done so in a swift, blissful sprint across the dateline,
People are fragile things. They are so very breakable. I imagine you understand this all too well. I imagine you know what it means to be so broken, perhaps at this time
People often come to me when they are in the throes of spiritual crisis; when the doubts and the questions and the conflicting voices have finally overwhelmed them. I know
This week the Internet broke after Miss Universe host Steve Harvey’s immediately legendary gaffe on live TV; announcing a winner and then having to redact seconds later, taking the crown from an understandably devastated Miss
Hello, friend. If your eyes are falling upon these words you’ve arrived at the threshold of another year. Now you may have done so in a swift, blissful sprint across the dateline,
People are fragile things. They are so very breakable. I imagine you understand this all too well. I imagine you know what it means to be so broken, perhaps at this time
People often come to me when they are in the throes of spiritual crisis; when the doubts and the questions and the conflicting voices have finally overwhelmed them. I know
This week the Internet broke after Miss Universe host Steve Harvey’s immediately legendary gaffe on live TV; announcing a winner and then having to redact seconds later, taking the crown from an understandably devastated Miss