She reached out and grabbed for my hand. It was an unusual move for my elderly mother; she thrives on her independence. She had spent two and a half days in the hospital for a blockage in her colon. The doctors and hospital staff had solved the issue, but
For years I labeled myself undisciplined. I couldn’t seem to exercise with any consistency at all. My diet was whatever food was convenient. My house appeared clean, but it really was a well-played illusion. I’m ashamed to admit I’m bad about changing my sheets every week, and washing my
