by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance, friendships, relationships
It’s frightening to imagine the sort of mother I’d be, the romantic relationships I’d have (or still be in), and what ill-fitting, out-of-fashion clothes and badly-colored, permed hair I’d flaunt … were it not for my girlfriends. Certainly, I wouldn’t know childhood...
by Rebecca Cavender | friendships, relationships, rome |
“It’s going to be my 40th birthday and I want to do something fun. Let’s all meet in Italy and spend time in Tuscany drinking wine,” wrote my friend from my Kenya over a year ago. How could I resist such an offer? I couldn’t. There were times –...
