I haven’t dated anyone in two years.
Wait…before you pass over that sentence as if it’s not a big deal, let me explain. Over the course of my adult life, my sole quest was to find the person I could paint my story with. The country music song.
You know…supper on the stove, cool evenings spent telling stories on the back porch, and the laughter of my children running through the sprinkler. I desperately wanted that life —and that life included a man coming home at the end of the day. Read More