You’re a daughter of God, a holy princess, a woman created with strengths you’ve yet to fully grasp.
Pssst . . . pull up a chair and I’ll tell you a secret. You’d better lean in close for this one. Ready? You don’t have to do more, be more, have more. I’m sure there are security alarms going off somewhere. You should probably hide this when your in-laws come over. And this could be the …
Jordan Raechelle
