by DB | Mar 1, 2021 | Waiting
I had to wipe the tears out of my eyes as I wrote. My heart felt raw and exposed. Waiting for a child was so hard, but I waited with hope, So I began to write letters to my child. I didn’t know if I was writing a little boy or girl, or a teenager waiting for a...
by DB | Feb 22, 2021 | Suffering
Timing is everything. They were the worst cookies I’ve ever made. Truly terrible in every imaginable way. If you ever come over to my house, ask me to make cookies. I make spectacular cookies. It’s my thing. I have a cookie scoop so they are uniform. I bake on...
