When I was a little girl, before I knew that God’s response to those who planned out their lives in detail was laughter, I decided that I was going to go to college, travel around the world, become a Broadway actress, write a bestselling novel, then marry a gorgeous, wonderful man, whereupon we’d be blessed with raising  two children – twins – a boy and a girl, and, well, of course, I would live happily ever after. Instead, I married, divorced, married, birthed a boy, birthed a girl, ... Continue Reading

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