Tag: friendship

Best Friend Ever

Oh, the importance of friendship! Some time ago, I realized that even surrounded by people, I can feel completely alone. I’ve been on both sides — feeling alone AND when my bestie is near, I am at peace. Mother Teresa once said, “The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.” I…

By Donna Wuerch Noble October 24, 2025 Off

A Forever Love

They did it! The knot was tied tight, and I’m thrilled to introduce Mr. and Mrs. Rose — my precious granddaughter Alexia and her beloved Winston. So much joy and jubilation filled our hearts for this precious couple! How faithfully God answered Alexia’s prayers! From the moment Winston Rose entered her world, it was as…

By Donna Wuerch Noble October 17, 2025 Off

I Gotchu!

I’ve heard it plenty at the drive-thru window. “I gotchu!” the voice says cheerfully. Then I get home and — surprise! — my fries are missing. Nope. You didn’t “got me” at all. Curious, I looked it up. Webster’s says, “I gotchu” means loyalty, friendship, and protection through hard times. Sounds reassuring, right? But let’s…

By Donna Wuerch Noble May 4, 2025 Off

Time Sure Flies

Holy moly! Can you believe it? We’ve already blown through half of this year. Before we know it, we’ll be pulling out our Christmas decor’ and creating gift lists. Remember when we were kids, and time seemed to crawl? Waiting for summer vacation felt like an eternity. I know time is crawling for my grandson…

By Donna Wuerch Noble July 9, 2024 Off

Our Great Physician

After years of enduring neck and back pain, my precious son, a formidable businessman, golfer, marathon runner, husband and father, acquiesced to having cervical neck and spine surgery on Wednesday. He put the surgery off as long as he could. Though I have confidence in God’s healing virtues AND the incredible abilities of brilliant surgeons…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 23, 2024 Off

Call Her Baby!

Nikki, our Vietnamese manicurist, overheard Carl say: “Donna, what do you think about that?” Nikki piped up as she was doing my nails: “You don’t call her Donna! You call her Baby!” I turned and looked at Carl and said, “She’s right. I’m not Donna to you. I am “Baby!” We laughed about it because…

By Donna Wuerch Noble February 8, 2024 Off