Dear Me….Letter To My Younger Self

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Malloree Newell}

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Malloree Newell}

Gosh my birthday month has just flown by. Malloree’s letter will be the last in our Dear Me Series. I first met Malloree as our youth pastor’s daughter several years ago. Her family moved away from us but our love for her and her family remains deep in our hearts. As I was thinking about who would represent Generation Z, I had several young ladies in mind. Malloree and her mom visited our church one…

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Katina Brown}

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Katina Brown}

Katina’s letter brings us to number four in our series – Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self – a birthday celebration for me. Katina and her family have been dear friends of ours for 25+ years. We attended church together and I consider them family. Now that she is all grown up, I don’t get to see her often but I get to enjoy her new blog that is so full of wisdom on parenting….

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Cookie Walter}

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Cookie Walter}

We continue today in our series of letters to our younger selves. Mom shares from her heart about a pivotal time in her life. Decisions that changed her course. These words are hers – actually all eight handwritten pages of them. Her letter is a bit longer than the rest but how do you shorten your mom’s gift? I have edited them for clarity, grammar, spelling and punctuation. She is a wealth of wisdom. Maybe…

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Kristi Woods}

Dear Me…Letter To My Younger Self {Kristi Woods}

This month we are celebrating my birthday with several letters to our younger selves through five generations of women. I’m also sharing a few of my favorite things as giveaways. Don’t forget to enter!  Introducing Kristi is like a songbird introducing morning – she makes me smile. I first met her at Compel Training, learning alongside me the fine print of being a writer. We became fast friends. She does for me what she longs…