The day will be forever etched in my memory and in the deep and hidden places of my heart. It was November 29, 2015. A year ago yesterday. I’d been at prison for several hours when I got the call to the warden’s office. This is never a good thing. The news had come, and it was going to hit { read more… }

Can I just tell you that having a puppy is not for the faint of heart? Seriously. She might be about to wear me out. We had potty-training pretty much mastered… until we had to block the back door for the renovation work going on in the kitchen. Now she’s dazed and confused, and so we’ve had a few tinkle { read more… }

My brain is just wired weird. I’m convinced of that. Whenever I am deep in thought about something, I pull an Alice. “Oh, my. What a peculiar place to have a party!” And down the hole I go. My thoughts take me on a roller coaster of what ifs and oh mys. And before long, although I’m certain I’m not chasing { read more… }

Sorry I’m a day late with GloryStory. I had mouse troubles yesterday. Not the four-legged furry kind, but the tech kind, which I find far more irritating. I’m fully functioning again… well, my computer is! And who knows? It might have been divine intervention that kept me from writing yesterday morning, because last night needed to happen first. That’s what { read more… }