“I’m peculiar.” If she said it once, she said it a million times. That was my mom. For a number of years, my sister and her son lived with our mom. My nephew always lovingly told her she was “weird”. Her response? “I’m not weird; I’m just peculiar!” She was correct. As one of God’s treasured possessions she was peculiar.... >Full Story
For The Love of Mothers
"Nobody told me there would be days like this." John Lennon sang... >more
Mom Needs A Timeout Too
Do you ever find yourself craving some “me” time? Ever wish that... >more
What Do You Fear?
What do you fear, and why? Is it holding you back from realizing your full potential?
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