I'm going to tell you about a funny dream I had last night. It illustrates so well who I am as a person. I'm racing around a college campus, with an infant in my arms. A darling baby girl, and she's maybe four or five weeks old. She's tiny, but not in an unhealthy way,… Continue reading Not Enough Hours
I spend a lot of time waiting for the right time to do things I want to do outside of raising children, caring for our home, and working with my husband. (Those things sure take up a lot of time, whew.) The big one is how I wait to write. I'm always waiting until I… Continue reading Waiting for the Right Time
Regina Walker 