. . . I knew I couldn't go through with it.
Out of the mouth of babes . . .
Did you just ask ME that?
Because the Son set me free . . .
The fool: "You saw it and you didn't fix it, you obviously don't love me, so I'll do it myself . . ." Me: "Shut up, you liar. I'm not thinking that about my husband, he loves me and that's all I care to know" *** The fool: "I'm surely going to get fired, there's no [...]
Dear God . . .
As I wrote my goodbye email to colleagues on my last day at work, it took nerves of steel to push my fingers to type 'God bless you guys'. I did it with trepidation, already counting the number of people who might roll their eyes when they got to that part.