Time heals

Time heals

I remember hearing people talk about how “time heals.” When my son Brent was killed on November 9, 1999, my whole world came crashing down around me. The heart-wrenching, gut-wrenching pain was unbearable. My whole being was in a state of turmoil. A short time...
Hope for Winter

Hope for Winter

Our northerly tilt away from sun only really lasts for a few months in the calendar – though this season seems to linger too long sometimes.  Wherever you are, it’s probably a good guess that when you peek out the window today you may find the ground is covered with a...