Blog~Encouragement for Caring
The nightmare is starting over again. Mom’s diagnosis At 16 I overheard a conversation on the phone, some of you will remember what it was like to have one phone line into the house and 3 extensions. You could pick up a phone and someone else might be on the line, at...
Blog~Encouragement for Caring
She was gone and nothing was the same. Everyone has that special relative that just makes them feel special or that one person who helps you feel you fit in the family. Aunt Wilma My special relative was my Aunt Wilma. She was my mom’s older sister and I was named...
