I had no idea that the Lord had something waiting for me all that time.
Tag Archives: trauma
Just A Pretend Fire.
A little bit is good, but more is better………Right? Especially when it comes to fire…………..or was that ice cream?
The Happy Camper.
The happy camper found that her words were trajically prophetic.
Dance with a Snake?
Dad bought Spumoni ice cream which, as a child, I decided was torture.
Scarred For Life!
Mother scarred me for life when she had me wear second-hand girls clothing and tried to convince me they were boys clothes.