Dear THE Pioneer Woman,
I love you.
I hope that wasn’t too forward.
But I love you.
I do.
I love your pies.
I love your cakes.
I love your shrimp tacos with finely shredded cabbage slaw and avocado and cilantro and lime.
I love your pictures.
I love your optimism.
I love your grace.
I love your taste in clothing and in jewelry.
And it matters not that I do not try to emulate you. I am me, and you are you. And my love isn’t less for it. ...