Sitting at the window, looking out on the snowy forest behind her house, Judith sighed deeply, feeling the coldness in her heart and soul. Tears flowed down her face and tumbled from her chin unto her bed. She felt as though no one in the world cared for her, not one living soul. Her parents... Continue Reading →
Losing the Art of Listening
Last weekend was special because I saw some of my granddaughters whom I had not seen in a while, due to their family and work commitments whenever Douglas and I are in Atlanta. While sitting down to talk, I found myself on my birthday trying to be heard among a group of twenty-somethings and thirty-somethings... Continue Reading →