A Thousand Miles Began With One Step

Road through grassy hills

Heading down the highway that morning, trunk packed full, and my babies safely asleep in the back seat, I knew only one phone number by heart.

My Only Way Out Was Through It

Spilled wine spells love

I’m going to be bluntly honest here. This is my truth and some won’t agree, while others won’t want to read what is written because my truth hurts them…