I, of all people, should know better. For my family, ten minutes late means right on time. We’re fashionably relaxed, here to show the world there’s really no rush.
But I was edgy on the other side of that minute hand.
I'm over at (in)courage today. Click here to continue reading about one of my greatest struggles right now.
(And I am LOVING the fancy way they put that verse across my photo! Eternal swoon.)