Bubbles and Trouble

May turns to June and we find ourselves embracing summer vacations, swimming, picnics, watermelon and so much more. As I reflect upon summer’s past, especially when my daughters were young, so many memories come to mind. And one of my favorite is the time we’d spend...

Me? An Overcomer?

Yes, that titles fits. Just the thought of me being an overcomer brings a smile to my face and laughter within. Me? The one who long ago was so familiar with anxiety? Fearful. Unsure. No self confidence. Fast forward many years though. I began to understand that being...

Who me? Worried?

I can still hear the jarring ring of that telephone as it broke through the quietness of an ordinary afternoon. I can still hear my mother’s voice as she spoke. And I can still hear the edge in her voice as she said those words, “How is he?” Yes, it’s been more than...

Me? Anxious?

As I sat down in my seat on that huge jet that night more than twenty years ago waves of sickening anxiety rolled over me and clung to body like heavy chains. This was it. I was on my way to adopt a six month old baby girl from Russia and I had to go. Yes, I had to....