April Moments

Maybe, just maybe, telling the story is just as important as the story itself


Waking up… twice

Every once in a while, I end up starting a post with this statement: I have a confession. I mean, what’s more juicy than that? Who could possibly stop reading when a confession is coming? Well, this blog is one of those times. I have a confession. Here it is: After my 5 a.m. workout, I usually […]

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Morning madness

I hate waking up in the morning. Absolutely despise it. I know I should be grateful God has blessed me with another day and all that flowery stuff, but still. Waking up makes me angry. Always has. People used to say things to me like, “When you have children, you’ll be a morning person.” I’ve […]


Allow me to dish about dishes

Some people do yoga. Some people run. Me? I wash dishes. Even though I dread it every evening, I kind of look forward to it too. That’s why I liken it to exercise. It’s one of those things that no one really likes to do, but it has to be done. And once it’s over, […]

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