beauty · girls · Identity · Jesus · purpose

Coffee Breath and Wrinkled Hands

My mom drove me to and from school every single day from preschool to High. I remember thousands of conversations between the two of us. It was maybe 8 minutes or less each way but apparently it was impactful because when I woke up this morning, on my 39th birthday it was the first thing… Continue reading Coffee Breath and Wrinkled Hands

beauty · friendship · girls · Identity · Uncategorized

A Sunday Chat

Happy Sunday my favorite people! A quick reminder if you are new here…This is for teen girls…you are totally welcome here if you don’t fit that description but also feel free to change the channel. No hurt feelings K? Alrighty ladies you are on my mind in a big way this morning. It’s time to… Continue reading A Sunday Chat