Even my can opener isn't working. Sorta like my brain. I'm standing in my kitchen in a moment of alone, all children in the care of others, school, or a crib. Prepping din…
Welcome. I’m here, and I’m glad you are, too. I’m Tricia Joy, lover of all things real: kindness, humor, story-telling, creativity, imperfection, God, honesty, cuss words, and a heck of a lot of and silliness.
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Even my can opener isn't working. Sorta like my brain. I'm standing in my kitchen in a moment of alone, all children in the care of others, school, or a crib. Prepping din…
Hi. I just typed up three pieces of paper I have folded in half and jammed into my morning devotional book (Jesus Calling by Sarah Young, by the way). Their corners are crea…
Y'all know me. This girl is reflective and just gots to reflect. I go in and out of these waves of reflection (your oughta see my hand-written journal), but for the last couple of years July 3rd has been a good enough time as any to document my refle…