At Least I Tried…

You know that still, small voice we all have in our heads?

Yeah. Notsomuch.

Mine decided to shout at me over the last 36 hours.

And I’m so glad it did.

Once or twice a week, I get together for an early morning Starbuck’s with my VIP Julie. We talk about our kids, her husband, my writing, life, God, coffee, cooking, the weather… we talk and talk and talk and when we’re done… well, we’re never done. So we get together often. At least we try.

Last week we each cancelled so Monday was going to be our first Girl … read the rest. . .

Sweeten my tea and share: