Renae Bowman

Anyone else feel like this strawberry…half ripened—half not? I mean, I took one look at that little berry and thought—if this isn’t an example of how I feel so many days of my life, I don’t know what does. Isn’t that the struggle?—those feelings of…I got it all together, mashed up with, I have absolutely nothing together! We can feel so matured, and good, and ready to take on the world, and then something happens, or something doesn’t happen, and we feel anything, but. We go

“It’s not all moonlight and canoes, Renae!” A work-friend used to say that to me often-jabbing in jest, when he thought I was being a little too pollyanna over things. Life certainly is not, is it—canoes and moonlight, I mean. It's not always rosy, and fun, and perpetually great and good. There’s real stuff, that hits real hard, and makes life anything but romantic, and fun, and easy. I’ve been in a tussle the past several weeks. More like a full-on wrestling match in my hea