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She sat beside his hospital bed, supporting him in his grief. He’d just received news that would rock anyone’s world. It was not likely he would live to see the new year. He blamed himself,
“I can’t find my money or my card!” I felt sorry for the woman as I sat next to her in the dimly lit restaurant,
I flopped into the hard metal folding chair with a happy sigh, weary, but unwilling to call it a day. The wedding was over and
I picked up the candle that was burning on the kitchen island and carried it slowly to my writing table in hopes that it would
I huddled dejectedly in the corner of the living room couch, listening to the voice instructing me through the speaker of my phone. I was
My daughter and I met each other in the hallway of the strange house, still in pajamas, our eyes bleary and our smiles a bit
When his little sister died, Lyndon dealt with his pain in a way that was totally opposite to that of his siblings. While the other
“Be an example to all believers… in what you say…” My attention was drawn to these words the other morning and I paused for a
I took up my pen to write but as much as my fingers itched to put thoughts onto paper, my mind was one dark, vast
I was six years old and held my new metal lunch box tightly in my hand. It was so pretty with its blue trim and
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