Today on group text with the family we have Charlotte modeling her new track suit.
I will run as fast as I can to the dream that has been laid upon my heart. I want nothing more than to leave it all on the field. I don’t want to regret.
I have never wanted or do I ever plan to be a writer who pleases her audience. I can’t be that person. I don’t know how and I hope no one expects me to be that person.
Raise your glass, with your drink of choice, and cheers the women role models in your life for the way they boldly live.
There was this constant fight in my heart and I didn’t know how to deal with it. I felt like the only way to get over it was to finish the battle. Little did I know that the only way and the best way to rid of the hate in my heart was to let go.
I guess being 28 and single I should get my act together and really step up my creative game with the clothes.
We never really grow up, we just find a new way to express that childlike love for the game.