If you haven't had the pleasure of meeting the woman above, then your life is not complete and I need to introduce ya'll immediately!
This is my mom, Sandra. She is the most influential woman in my life. She is a Prayer Warrior in every sense of the word. She’s a little ole thing but she’s a powerhouse…
And this is where the words stop and the tears take over. It’s always been a challenge to put into words what she means to me.
So I'll tell you a story:
Circa 1999. I was in high school and too sassy for my own britches. My mom and I had gotten into a fight (typical) and I decided to leave. I slam the back door, hop in my car, crank it up, yell "THAT B*&#@!" and flew down my driveway headed for a friend's house. It wasn't long before I see a bright red Camaro flying up behind me and I all of a sudden realize my window is down.
I sit a little taller and gulp down...