I sat by that stroller and called out her name for three minutes: “Julia, Julia, Juuulllliiiiiiaa.” But she wouldn’t emerge. Finally this happened.
“You will never have to lose yourself to win me over.”
The only problem with being home is that I turn into the old Lindsey. The Lindsey that was so caught up on being something she wasn’t. The Lindsey...
“We rejoice in our sufferings.”