It seems to me that every five or six years I fall into a void where I float around in out space waiting for the
It seems to me that every five or six years I fall into a void where I float around in out space waiting for the
This was going to be another sappy Mother’s Day blog entry, until I sat shivering at the dining table having my brunch. All thoughts turned
The usual question is to ask what is your love language? and that is relatively easy to answer. My love languages are food, words, and
I never thought the day would come that a keyboard and a screen would terrify me so much. The loss of Peter in December blocked
My dearest FrogDiva Jr, Another year and another trip around the sun! How time flies! I can’t believe it has been 26 years since you
“To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you” – Lewis B. Smedes In recent months life has challenged