Tomorrow is my husband’s birthday.  The following post is for him.  (But rudely, first I will talk about me) Birthdays have always been special to me – like reallyimportant.  (Of course, selfishly it’s always my

 Really, this is not my story to tell; but, because I feel this story is not being told I will take this opportunity to share what I see from the outside.  And I ask you

(Preamble:  note that this post is NOT reflective of any new news.  Next MRI results are end of next week, everything else is still status quo.)Heavy and weary.  We are oh so heavy and weary. 

I was introduced to Kara Tippetts (not personally, though that would have been lovely) one evening when I was driving home from work.  She was on the Christian radio station I listen to.  On that

This past month has been full.  In March I delighted in celebrating my oldest daughter turning 6.  I had such joy in planning and orchestrating her party and of course, she delighted in the celebrations. 

My prayer for my children is that they find the “more and life than they ever dreamed of” that John 10:10(MSG) offers.Isaiah 40:27-3127 O Jacob, how can you say the Lord does not see your troubles?    O Israel, how

On Easter Sunday I was given the opportunity to share during our church service how Jesus has changed everything in my life.  Here is a link to the sermon (I share around the 21:00 min

Last Wednesday (March 7) it came to my attention that there is a heated debate in my area regarding the provision of Medical Assistance in Dying (MAiD) within a hospice/palliative care setting.  My local newspaper

I glance on Facebook and see that today is International Women’s Day.  As I recently read I am Malala to my 5 year old daughter (and she was enthralled and couldn’t “put it down”) and

I write this out mainly for my own benefit: to remember.  Oh how forgetful I am.  Oh how easily I forget what I have learned.  Perhaps something I share will resonate with you, perhaps not.