I'm A Mother. Mothers Multi-task.

For My First Wedding, I Cried All The Way Down The Aisle. My Fake Eyelash Came Off. My Nose Was Red. My Eyes Were Swollen. I'm Not One Of Those Pretty Criers.

I Think It's Harder To Forgive Ourselves For Mistakes That We Made Because We Keep Dwelling On It. We Want To Know How It Affects Other People, If They Liked Us For It, If They Didn't Like Us. I Think We Stress Over It, We Replay It In Our Mind. It Becomes An Old Tape That Years Later We Continue To Play It In Our Mind.

My Dad Has Been Married To His Wife For 15 Years And Wherever He Goes There Better Be A Seat For Her. I Like Real Couples That Tell You How To Get Through On Wednesdays When You're Just At The End Of Your Rope - The Ones Who Really Know How To Make It Through. We Have To Stop Looking At Hollywood Couples Because You're Going To Get Disappointed.

I've Always Had A Quirky Way Of Looking At Things. It's My Coping Mechanism.

I Believe In Jesus Christ As My Lord And Savior. I Believe That Jesus Died For My Sins, And Rose Again, And That's My Belief. I Still Don't Know What 'christian' Means. I'm A Follower Of Christ, But I Keep Making A Whole Bunch Of Mistakes. And I Thank God For Forgiveness.