An Insecure Daughter

Yup!  This is me at 13 years  old.  Who knew?  Who knew that this beautiful, young, innocent 13 year old girl thought she was fat and immeasurably imperfect.  I cannot emphasize enough how sad it makes me to look back at this photo and think about how much I hated looking in the mirror.  I …

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The Freak Out

It happened today. I walked out to my mailbox, opened it up, and there it was.  I calmly opened the package, took out the first proof of the book, and walked it slowly upstairs to my husband. “How exciting!” you might say.  Or maybe excitedly ask, “How does it feel to finally hold your book …

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