The Four Gifts
The tears are streaming down my face as I’m driving north on the 101 heading to the National Memorial Cemetery of Arizona. It’s one of those warm December days that…
The tears are streaming down my face as I’m driving north on the 101 heading to the National Memorial Cemetery of Arizona. It’s one of those warm December days that…
It’s December 17th, 2022 “graduation day” from the first stage of my year long journey in rehab and to becoming physically, spiritually and mentally well for the first time in…
October 2022 I shuffled down the hallway under the florescent lights and smell of disinfectant carrying a brown bag with a few days’ worth of clothes. No belts, no shoes…