Of these four dear children of mine, three of them have blue eyes. Blue eyes that they got from me, which I got from my daddy. Mine have known a river of tears and it’s always been easy to let them fall. Today, in the wee hours, before the hustle and bustle of the day, [...]
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and I like cowboy boots, C.S. Lewis, good food, strong coffee, banjo music and books. I am a deeply flawed momma of 4 and grateful receiver of more good gifts than one heart can hold. I fight for joy and find it in the most unexpected places. I make quirky look normal, relish in my small town Southern way of living, and am learning that it's all grace--every last bit of it.



























