Everybody has a past. Everybody has baggage. My parents divorced when I was 8 and my sister was 5. Mom couldn't forgive Dad for the end of their marriage and my sister and I were made to feel as though there was something wrong for loving him...as though it was a betrayal to her. I …
Author: marciannabril
Just a gal who’s grateful for every moment, even the messy ones.
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! So often in life we are expected to be perfect... 'Nice little girls don't say things like that' 'A young lady doesn't dress like that' 'A woman your age doesn't behave like that' And over time, I believed it...trying so hard to be what I 'should' be. And I was a …
A Grateful Mess 