“Don’t read another chapter, mom!” My seven-year-old anxiously said as she looked at the few pages left in the book we were reading together as a family. “I don’t want to finish it too fast!” As we chatted about our book that we were enjoying reading together, it became clear how much she loved this …
I was sitting at ballet with my girls, ill health and pain overwhelming me, making me unable to even concentrate on the conversation happening between mothers waiting for their girls. I had been experiencing a major, debilitating health decline and had not yet been diagnosed. I huddled in the corner and considered both the gifts …
