A Recipe for Love
What if I write a story and you write a song, and we go to a big bookstore and invite people to hear our artistic pieces? It’s as if my son and I had it all planned out. We didn’t, but it happened anyway.
What if I write a story and you write a song, and we go to a big bookstore and invite people to hear our artistic pieces? It’s as if my son and I had it all planned out. We didn’t, but it happened anyway.
Twelve women on my mother’s side of the family have had breast cancer—twelve of us. When a distant cousin asked if it would be okay to include my name on a T-shirt for a fundraiser, I did not hesitate to tell her yes.
It’s easy to write about why it’s hard to write. My top 24 reasons include not feeling so good after devouring one too many M&M’s.