Just before 8 o'clock in the evening. The babies have been put to sleep, and I'm pretty sure so have the many beautiful plans I had to accomplish...well...much of anything else.

I tell myself, "That's okay." And, today, I believe it.

That thick, leather-bound book beckons to me from my bedroom...and tonight, I'm going to pick it up. I long to be swept away by pure, un-apologetic TRUTH...rich and beautiful. And I long for it to truly define me.