Are you ever afraid to be vulnerable about your struggles because you worry that if you do, you’ll be identified by them?
Oh, girl, sometimes I’ve felt that way.
Are you ever afraid to be vulnerable about your struggles because you worry that if you do, you’ll be identified by them?
Oh, girl, sometimes I’ve felt that way.
This is an encore episode of the 4:13 Podcast. KC and I hope you enjoy it!
I’ll never forget the time I sang the national anthem at a 1991 Atlanta Braves game against the L.A. Dodgers.
You see, I made a stadium-sized mistake!
When I was in the third grade, we had a dog named Cannoli. She was a white, completely fluffy poodle … that is, until one day when she got a haircut.
My mom decided that Cannoli needed to look a little more legit. So, she took her to a groomer. Well, of course, any groomer was going to cut her hair like a poodle—you know, with the puffy little bottom and the puffy tail with the little ball on the end.
Do you know that frustration you feel when you just can’t get on the same page with your husband or your roommate or your boss or your BFF?
I sure do!
Early in our marriage, Phil and I struggled with togetherness because of laundry. Yes—laundry!
During my freshman year of college, I remember calling my mom to share two big pieces of news with her.
“Mom,” I said, “I went out with this guy named Curtis—and he has an earring!”