Sometimes I have to remind my children “don’t just text me when you’re having a problem. Get in touch when things are going well.”
I am glad to help sort out the insurance claim when a driver failed to brake at a stop sign and crashed into the side of my daughter’s car. Well, actually, my husband was more help than me. Or I’m happy to proof read my son’s application for an industry placement next year.
However, I’m also over the moon when everything is running … (Read More…)
This week is slightly different. I want to update you on one #BeBoldGirl’s story.
My friend Cynthia Fantasia described some months ago how she was learning bold lessons on a hard journey with her husband’s Alzheimer’s disease.
For those of you who share similar journeys, you will … (Read More…)
I can think of at least one occasion when this has happened.
Returning from a pediatrician’s appointment with my daughter, a driver suddenly cut … (Read More…)
My heart was beating out of my chest. My hands and knees were visibly shaking. I held my breath as I looked out among the congregation.
It was the first time I had given my testimony. The first time I was truly vulnerable publicly about my past, my failures, my fragility, my salvation, … (Read More…)