thepreacherswife
It all began in 2009. I was attending a funeral for my step grandfather. I was just beginning a new chapter in my life during this time. As the service began, a man stepped behind the pulpit to preach the funeral. It was at that moment I knew the “Preacher,” would one day be mine. This is the beginning of the worse and most frightening experience of my ENTIRE life!!
half story is no story
I will get there. Opening up is painful:(
Thanks!!