Me in a neurotic nutshell
Floating along in a sea of uncertainty, I seem to thrive on self-doubt, overindulgence and a ridiculous need for affirmation. I’m the cool mom to every kid who is not living in my uncool house, and I keep telling everyone I know that I’m funny. I have reference letters.
When God calls me home, I hope to hear “Well done, good and faithful servant,” but my constant stumbling makes that an uphill battle. Join me on that trek. And like me. Please?