God, My Husband and My Chiropractor
I am by no means comparing my chiropractor to God, but I have noticed both have similarities. Years ago, I fell down a flight of stairs — 12 steps from top to bottom…..on MY bottom. The breath was knocked out of me and I felt like a compressed-together accordion. I had a serious back injury…
We Need Anchors
When I was moving to Austin, I had two choices of areas where I’d like to live. One, was in a quiet area of town, several minutes away from traffic and shopping. OR the more active, bustling area of town – walking distance from anchor stores like Target, Home Goods, Wal-Mart AND, five minutes from…