She wore so many different hats. With each hat came a new face. The transformation was amazing. She knew just what to do when wearing each hat. With the pink and purple hat came a kind, nurturing face – just what her children ordered. With the black hat came a no-nonsense approach, just what she... Continue Reading →
She couldn’t see that she was collapsing under the weight of it all. The unspoken expectations. If she was honest, she picked them up herself as she walked along the path. She would see something that needed carrying and pick it up. Or she’d see some work that needed doing and get it done. Soon,... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 