hope

I’m going to say it. I’m going to say the one thing that confident, independent, ambitious single women are never supposed to say, especially in the new year. I’M TIRED OF BEING SINGLE. I know. I kind of cringe even writing it. But it’s the truth. Another truth is I’ve revised this essay several times because at first, I was…

Jacob paced back and forth outside the tent. He stopped in his tracks and his shoulders went up to his ears when I let out a loud groan from the labor pains. This was my fourth child. Seeing him tense and worried during my labor actually gave me comfort. Perhaps he really did love me more than I realized. Maybe,…