When you become famous, here’s how your character will have the muscle memory of your true priorities…
When you become famous, here’s how your character will have the muscle memory of your true priorities…
There was that day at the beach. Sunny, windless, and clear. In my brain, I had built up some ungodly expectations about the amazing adventures we were going to have. I packed the kayak and everything. But my hard-working husband told me he planned to do nothing but rest his weary bones on the sand. …
It was 10 a.m. when I finally pulled away from my kids’ school for the day. Shuffling the kids out of the car earlier that morning, my daughter exclaimed from the back seat, “Mom! I don’t have my backpack!” A quick search revealed she left it hanging on the hook at home: fully packed …
