For the love 


Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, there lived a little girl who loved to write simply for the sheer joy of writing.
She began by scratching out simple words and phrases in crayon, then illustrated short stories and poems using small stubs of pencil, and eventually penned dramatic plays and lengthier essays and various works of fiction.
Highly praised and robustly encouraged by family and educators alike, she wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote.
One day, after the little girl had grown into a young woman, she realized that the joy of writing had completely disappeared. The thrill was gone

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Heather Anderson Renshaw is on a mission to bring Jesus to the godforsaken Pacific Northwest one Divine Mercy Chaplet at a time. A devoted wife and mother to five, Heather notoriously bites off more than she can chew in the name of the New Evangelization. Heather is a speaker, writer, event founder, radio show producer + host, liturgical musician, and reluctant minivan chauffeur. An on-fire revert to the faith, Heather enjoys the buzz of a busy coffee shop, the blessed silence of an Adoration chapel, all things Italy, and avoiding matching socks at all cost.


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