The first time I met Stephanie, I was exercising. I was dripping sweat, my face flushed and red, when I heard a knock at the door. I paused my dance video to see a family standing on my porch. “We just moved in and heard you were in our ward!” the husband said.“Sorry, I’m really sweaty!” I said. “It’s good to meet you!” We exchanged phone numbers. I was mortified in the oversized t-shirt I’d thrown over my sports bra. Great first impression, I thought.The next day, Stephanie texted me. “My kids spilled milk and I’m worried the towels I […]
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