I am 31 years old. Somehow, turning 31 in April felt much more difficult than turning 30 the year before but I’ve found that there’s beauty in this age. I’m old enough to know who and whose I am, what I want and what I don’t want, yet I’m young enough to know what I…
This week’s “Dear Mom” letter comes from the dear lady I like to think of as my For the Love momma, Andrea Stunz. Andrea shared my #texasstrong fundraiser in the Facebook group for our launch team weeks before she or I ever knew I was a part of it. She’s also the one who finally got me…
Yesterday I was afraid to go out in public because I was so weepy and exhausted. Scared of sisterhood I don’t have sisters. My mom didn’t have sisters. My maternal grandmother didn’t have sisters. Sisterhood scares the crap out of me. Frankly, I’ve experienced more hostility with other women than friendship in my 31 years. Girls…
This is a big day. It’s my first time ever to host a guest post! And starting today, I’m also meeting, in person for the first time, some of my For the Love launch team sisters, who are taking over the ATX to party with New York Times bestselling author Jen Hatmaker in her backyard this weekend….
I crave community. That’s probably why I’m a bit of a direct sales junkie. I like the personal connection of it. I like knowing that my purchase is helping someone out in a tangible way. I also love buying products that raise funds for those in need. This was the inspiration behind my #texasstrong fundraiser…
