“But I've discovered being a writer is an ongoing apprenticeship, just like everything else in life that matters to me-being a mother, a wife, a daughter, or simply a woman alive in the world, content to be myself. Today at thirty-two, I am glad to wake up each day and begin.”

Sue Monk Kidd & Ann Kidd Taylor

Sue Monk Kidd & Ann Kidd Taylor - “But I've discovered...” 1

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