Sweet Sisters... I promise I will get back to my Revelations revelation from yesterday and post the winners from Monday- tomorrow.
But today I'm guest posting over at (In)Courage. So, might we step off the road we've been traveling and pick a proverbial dandelion along the way? Sometimes, it's fun to do that.
If you've ever struggled with feeling a little too ordinary, today is for you.
When I was a little girl I had big dreams.
Often I could be found with a towel wrapped about my head in an effort to recreate a good and proper famous woman's hair-do. Then I'd sing into my hairbrush microphone much to the delight of my stuffed animal audience.
They loved me.
But my road to fame was cut short one night while watching the Country Music Awards. Though my mama always thought I had the voice of a country angel, this TV show made me realize a mama's love can make her lie.
I heard talent- real talent. And suddenly, my hairbrush tunes sounded painfully hollow.
And I mourned the loss of a fame I would never know...
Read the rest of this post by clicking here.
But today I'm guest posting over at (In)Courage. So, might we step off the road we've been traveling and pick a proverbial dandelion along the way? Sometimes, it's fun to do that.
If you've ever struggled with feeling a little too ordinary, today is for you.
When I was a little girl I had big dreams.
Often I could be found with a towel wrapped about my head in an effort to recreate a good and proper famous woman's hair-do. Then I'd sing into my hairbrush microphone much to the delight of my stuffed animal audience.
They loved me.
But my road to fame was cut short one night while watching the Country Music Awards. Though my mama always thought I had the voice of a country angel, this TV show made me realize a mama's love can make her lie.
I heard talent- real talent. And suddenly, my hairbrush tunes sounded painfully hollow.
And I mourned the loss of a fame I would never know...
Read the rest of this post by clicking here.
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