Inspirational

My girls didn’t have any Easter dresses. They didn’t have any pantyhose or patent leather shoes. No flower hats with matching purses. And that was okay. Here’s what we had instead.

"Sadly, by the time these boys had gone through high school, the shift had happened. There was a sharp retreat..."

She was a voice for the voiceless, a lover of the least-loved, and a woman who carried the wisdom of God in her pocket.

Over the past year, we had gotten weary of the daily grind that was called the American Dream. It seemed crazy to work all the time for a huge house you didn’t even have time to enjoy, rush here and there to multiple obligations, and spend more time on to-do lists then you did simply enjoying each other’s company. So that’s changing for us.

"It really hit me, so I called the sheriff’s department, I was crying.”

"I get it. I know the feeling. That gut-wrenching, hard to breathe feeling. Because I was that girl..."

"He'd been holding onto it for I don't know three weeks or more... I was like, 'Are you serious, man?!"

"These flowers were delivered to work today for a lady I work with... You don't have to settle... You don't have to put up with being cheated on or lied to or being talked down to. You are a prize to be won."