A photographer holds her camera and lifts it gingerly to take a picture. She alone decides what the picture and point of focus will be. What she chooses to be that point can dramatically alter the entire picture. One object will become sharp and clear while the rest of the contents within the frame will... Continue Reading →
My middle son, Wesley, has deletions on his first chromosome and is on the Autistic Spectrum. Life can be and often is overwhelming for him. His haven, his refuge is the car. He will ask several times a day to go for car rides. It is part of his routine and for twenty minutes several... Continue Reading →
Thank you for stopping by to read my first blog post. I am not quite sure I have much to offer as far as my thoughts and reflections are concerned. My oldest son seems to think I do. When my husband died I promised God would extract every ounce of glory and that I would... Continue Reading →
Patience to Endure 