“Guess what? There’s supposed to be a snowstorm this weekend! Isn’t it wonderful?”
My sister’s eyes danced with thoughts of snowmen, eggnog lattes, flurries on eyelashes, and fresh powder on the ski hill.
I groaned. “But what about the roads?”
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I’ve desired to write before I could spell. It amused me as a child, became a ministry as a teenager, and helped pay for education as a college student.
Writing has always been a big part of my identity, passion, and learning (because I was not born good at it!).
But I’m shy about it.
Continue reading “Why Are We Shy About Our Gifts?”