Moments ago, I stood blow drying my hair, staring at the girl reflected back at me. I had just finished applying my make-up, spritzing perfume and now I was placing locks of hair into a manageable position for the day. As the hot air pushed hair across my face, a punch of a thought hit me. "Why on earth do I go to all this trouble every day, when I am a stay at home mother with no real place to go today?" And as quickly as the question came, my diva snapped to attention and replied, "Oh honey, a…
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Posted on October 23, 2008 at 7:39am —