The Forgotten Letter

The car came to a stop and I took a deep breath.  My feet hit the Texas soil and a warm breeze blew my freshly fallen blonde curl across my face.  I wondered why I wore my hair down in the first place as the humidity took down each curl by the second.  As my…

Fearless Love & My bestie, Jen Hatmaker

Back in February I received news that changed my life. My life did not physically change but it changed in a way where I chose a different path, this particular path pointed me in the direction of living my life differently. To love people better. The person responsible? Jen Hatmaker. Jen is a wife to a…