When Bad and Ugly Turn Good, No, Brilliant!
“She’s allergic to what?” I stared down at my two-year-old daughter. The swelling red bumps in corn rows spotted down her tiny back. “So what can she eat?” Dr. Gordon was a staunch and strict allergist, who in her mid-seventies presided with totalitarian rule. However, she was the best, and I needed the best for…
The Dreams We Dream–Part 3
Need some self-control? Read this post’s Inspirational Thought for some encouragement. Have you absorbed more than you like? Check-out the Heavy Hurts section. The art is a fun triptych I did for our local children’s home.