I'm not 21.
Not exuding a pregnancy glow.
And definitely not workin' a Barbie tan.
I'm not a fan of everything in the JC Penney Juniors section.
I own Spanx.
And I'm working with what I have:
A husband I'm honored to adore.
A child I love to kiss.
Family I pray to bless.
Friends who've got my back.
Words to teach me.
God to guide me.
Moles, cellulite, spider veins, unruly eyebrows--thank you for making me interesting. Thank you for being the footnotes to my story. But don't you ever, ever try to steal the plot line.