I woke up this morning thinking of my baby-girl, Alli. She’s your typical teenage girl. Hormones. Drama. Messy room. She has a love for clothes, shoes especially. Boys (well, we’re not going there yet). The thought I actually woke up with this morning is this, “Alli is going to make an amazing prayer warrior.” Alli has an amazing memory. Astounding, in fact. ...
