A momma’s heart—constantly tugged in several directions; joy, sadness, worry. The bittersweet moments of seeing them grow and learn, but wishing time could stand still,

Just in the last few weeks, I have visited with several people who struggle with self-marketing in their small business. As I shared with them,

Growing up, my mom would always call me outside to listen to the whippoorwill sing, as the summer night fell. Because of those memories, it