I love beach houses and farmer's markets, a warm bed in a cold room, being surprised with a Starbucks coffee, rain outside my window, acting as queen to my six silly boys, delighting in my daughter's belly laugh, learning the fear of the Lord, peanut m&m's after the kids are in bed and making my husband proud. I don't love shoes left on the landing, cooking on the weekend, hot summer nights, being the center of attention or fair-weather friends. This is my own private therapy. Welcome.
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