Daddy’s Girl

Most people who know me consider me to be a “Daddy’s girl.” As the saying goes, “I had him wrapped around my little finger.” When I was young, my father would give me almost anything I asked for. I didn’t ask for much anyway. But if I wanted something, like a new pair of jeans or a pair of shoes … Read the rest


One area of my life I have been trying to work on is my emotions. It’s been a long road. I’d like to say I experienced success overnight – no such luck. I have determined, though, that there are two ways that seem to get the issue at least in the forefront of my mind. One way is through something … Read the rest