
I look at my house and shake my head. My husband and I work hard for things that just fail. We saved money to buy things that don’t work. Things like, appliances. We saved and saved for these, bought them…
My head gets muddled when there are so many tragedies. I feel so lucky for each ach, each pain, for every bill, and of course for every blessing I have. The last two weeks are full of news from Haiti…
Where has the empathy gone? Seriously, I was watching the news and it floors me the questions the press asks. They fake empathy, I’m sorrys, and sympathy. Maybe their questions should be answered with a question “How would you feel…