Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I haven't had a chance to read this book, yet. But I will. Check out my review of Tamara's Splitting Harriet and her interview here. (Scroll down) Here and here for two different reviews of Faking Grace.
And because Tamara's books are fun and convicting, click here for a chance to read the first chapter, here to visit her website and as always click on the book cover to visit Amazon.Wow. Tamara, you're going to give everyone carpal tunnel syndrome from all the clicking.