I spent much of my childhood asking God this single question; “Why do you keep ripping the rug out from under me?” The story was always...

Wrong. My father, now left the daunting task of raising 2 little girls alone. A newborn baby and a toddler at that. The stories that I am...

This is the place. This is where I am going to spill all the tea. Reminiscent of "the good, the bad, & the ugly." but leaning more toward...