mentoring digital wordsmiths
Oh how I’d hoped to give you a hug this side of Heaven.
But you touched my life from afar. Just like you did the lives of so many others.
From that very first letter you wrote to me when I was a tween girl hoping to find your program on a local radio station… You sent me cassette tapes of your radio program “A Time for Sharing” which I’d always enjoyed at my grandma’s house. I’ll never forget your voice telling the story of Mrs. McGuffy and the way she kept her chicks safe under her wings.
Last fall, I was asked to share with a local mom’s group about some of my specific goals for my…
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Dear Friends and Family, Merry Christmas! Mommy was busy this year so I (Ruth Anne) am writing our Christmas letter….
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I still remember my aunt’s phone call that summer of 2006. My cousin Brian had met a girl. I was…
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“Letter writing is such a heartless method of communicating. First, one has difficulty putting into words what he really feels—then…
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Dear family and friends, “Momma, when I grow up, will you ask Daddy to help me build a house?” Our…
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Dear Everyone, My name is Sara. My family calls me Sara Bear or just Bear. Sometimes they try to call…
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Dear Everyone, My name is Sara Elizabeth but my family calls me Sara Bear or just Bear. Since my mommy…
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She should have known it would be a storybook romance. From the time she learned to read, she immersed herself…
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“For some of us, it’s been a brutal year with a lot of unspoken broken…and right about now a bunch…
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Dearest little Sara Elizabeth, Where does one start with a birth story, little one? He knit you together in my…
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I’m not the Pinteresty, crafty, DIY type. But sometimes, I forget that. When I saw my friend Amanda’s Instagram image of her silhouettes project, I knew I had to try it–regardless of the fact that spray paint and scissors were required.
Or at least, I thought spray paint and scissors were required.