Water for our Thirsty Souls
A few years ago, in Cabo San Lucas, Bryson, my youngest grandson, and I were sitting on the deck overlooking the Sea of Cortez. We were talking about a recent and devastating tsunami. He asks me: “What is it that you can’t live without, but it can also kill you?”My “thinker” kicked in and I…
My Deep Well is Overflowing
Friday night, I was a panel of one for a “Girls Night Out” event at church. It was to be a 19-minute “Talk with Nana”. Me being a widow and me having a vast storage of content inside me needing to be released, meant I had to withhold so much inside me. Some of that…