My favorite Jesus-told parable is the prodigal son — the lost (and found) son. It’s a vivid illustration of the brokenness of man and grace of our Father. It’s the story that influenced my return to God’s arms. The story in …
2016 was war. 2017 was peace. 2018 is euphoria.
Not a big fan of my looks, but the spirit is more important.
When I was deaf and dying and all that, I spent most of my day watching Netflix and writing on this blog. I fantasized about finally being busy again. Fantasized about having seemingly endless energy (I’ve been sick my whole …
I declared war against my cystic fibrosis after a lifetime of being a victim. One year ago, I won.
Turning nightmares into dreams.
Thank you, Leia, and thank you, Carrie -- for helping me celebrate another milestone of victory.