
Dear 2018
2018, January… Man you really did a number on me. February… You started off with me on my back, contemplating if my deliverance from depression was permanent. No motivation. No joy in my heart. March… I was anxious for everything and hated every aspect of my life, but I smiled, I even laughed through it all. On my Instagram page, I boasted of Romans 8, … Continue reading Dear 2018