Mended Musings


“I had a cup of coffee,” I announced to my husband as he got home from work Friday afternoon. “Good for you,” he replied without a hint of sarcasm or condemnation. It was the exact opposite of how I felt. I’d endured a week of dietary restrictions – no wheat, dairy, corn or coffee (oh, blessed coffee, how I love thee). I’m not even sure how it happened. One minute I was… Read More