Curated from a Biblical Perspective
On my way to rejoice with friends celebrating new life, my phone rang like a death bell tolling. I pulled off the road to hear the nurse say, “Your biopsy results indicate you have breast cancer.” My body responded to the news involuntarily, shaking uncontrollably, as if it anticipated what was to come before my... Continue Reading →
I was probably 6-years-old when I received a jogging suit in a Christmas gift exchange between my mom’s friends and their kids. To say I was disappointed in receiving something to wear versus something to play with is an understatement. Much to my mom’s embarrassment, I couldn’t (or chose not to) hide my disappointment. My... Continue Reading →
A Museum of Memories 