Lately I have been floundering. Amidst all the accomplishments and feats, my bearings are rolling me in circles. God… where are you? Donna… where are you? Randy… where are you? So engrossed in the day to day activities and chores, my being is struggling to be heard. Will I stop and listen? Amazingly, I needContinueContinue reading “Protector of Widows”
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The Survivor 