Loving- Risky Business

I just about 18 years old – he may have been 19 or so. Our college was small and everyone knew everyone. As a transfer student, I was new to the culture of this college. There were unspoken rules, traditions and behaviors that were unique to this campus. I later learned it was common forContinue reading “Loving- Risky Business”

Too Young for Love

This morning I found an old diary with entries made in the 1980s. As a young teenager I walked through a plethora of emotions on any given day. They were real and they mattered. Those were some unbelievably tumultuous seasons. My need to journal started back then. This was my way of unburdening my heartContinue reading “Too Young for Love”