I used to tease Cody about how he lacked romance. I'd say, "For a romance writer I sure did marry an unromantic man." *sigh* But he always knew how to make my heart flutter. He often insisted on opening doors and holding my hand. We often slept holding hands. And then he would do things… Continue reading Treasure
One month ago today, I had no reason to believe God would not heal you. In fact, I remained on the outskirts and allowed others to tend you. Your mama combed your hair, caressing your head, your daughters gathered around holding your hands, your son stayed by your side, your dad, Joyce, my parents, they all took turns loving on you, But I held peace, a peace that baffled those around us.