Imperfections

Once upon a time There was a bush. And it was plain and brown. It had several branches, thorns, And roots. And a gardener picked it up and deposited it into a hole. He filled the hole with fertilizer, earth, and water. And he waited. Summer came, and the bush looked good. It had thorns …

Win their heart.

When I compare the woman I am today with the woman I was when I was young, I grieve. Young me was downright mean at times. I'm sorry for those days. Life has a way of teaching us what matters. Who matters. You sit on the couch, involved in a heated argument, and your mouth …