Ironing Not Required or The Me I Long To Be

  I stand before twenty-two of my husband’s  button down, collared shirts this morning and am considering taking on a task I have long avoided. As a self-confessed domestically challenged diva I wholeheartedly embrace reality. But reality is, I love my man, and certainly want to be a blessing…maybe even do the thing I despiseContinue reading “Ironing Not Required or The Me I Long To Be”