I wish I had been blogging 12 months ago. I could have used the writing therapy. I was on the countdown to leaving Ethan in Lubbock at Texas Tech University (Wreck ‘Em!) a year ago today. I was a hot, stinkin’, blubbery mess way too much of the time. There’s a knot in my stomach…Read more »
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My Joy
Although now a young man — Still my baby, my boy. You hold a third of my heart, And will always be … … my JOY Ethan is our firstborn. Everything was exciting and new. We were so young, newly married and incredibly stupid. Maybe naive is a better word than stupid, but both still…Read more »