Monday Morning Dirty Secret Spill—Um, Wednesday Edition.
Yep, it’s Wednesday, and I’m still calling this my Monday morning dirty secret spill. For one, it still kind of feels like Monday since this week has flown by and, for another, it’s my...
Author: Jennifer
How to Love a Strong & Complicated Woman.
Call her a pampered-princess type—you’d be right. She knows her worth and value and she demands that her lover does too. (Lesson one.) You know, let’s just cut to the chase and dive in. How...
The Caged Girls: A Billion Steps Back—How to Trust Enough to Fail.
Visit here for more of The Caged Girls. Part Eight of The Caged Girls: A Billion Steps Back—How to Trust Enough to Fail (Chapters 25-28). Chapter 25. I decided to overcome my eating disorder once...
Monday Morning Dirty Secret Spill.
I have no clue as to why these dirty secret spills are so popular. They tend to be some of my most shared and viewed blogs. (Hint, hint, leave a comment in the section...
The Caged Girls: How to Grow Wings.
Visit here for more of The Caged Girls. Part Seven of The Caged Girls: How to Grow Wings (Chapters 20 through 24). Chapter 20 I’ve never been happier in my life, than when I...
The Caged Girls: This I Believe.
Visit here for more of true-life novel The Caged Girls. Part Six: This I Believe (Chapters 18 & 19). Chapter 18. Essentially, practicing yoga is getting in touch with that constantly smooth stream of fluid water...
14 Quotes for Bleeding Hearts & The Best Love Song of All Time. {Video}
I grew up loving Valentine’s Day. I’m lucky because my parents always made it feel special, even if I didn’t have a boyfriend or a crush at school ready to hand me a handmade...
A (Belated) Monday Morning Dirty Secret Spill.
I’m aware that this is Tuesday, so let’s first get that out of the way. Also, I’m aware that inappropriate is spelled inappropriately in the picture above, but I love this image regardless. Okay,...
The Caged Girls: The Key.
Visit here for more of true-life novel The Caged Girls. Part Five: The Key (Chapters 13 through 17). Chapter 13 She sits typing rhythmically in recycled plastic yoga leggings that are softer than satiny...
A Love Letter to the Father of My Child.
I say so many things to you, but I rarely say the ones that matter. I ask you to help get her dressed or to please let me know if you’ll be home late...
