Finding My Strong Tower

The day I learned my 67-­year-­old mother had colon cancer and needed surgery, I took it in stride. My logical brain side took over. I am a pharmacist. I knew the medical community was making strides in cancer treatment and longevity of life. I had much hope…

Grace to Live a Life Sentence

Stacie, my sixteen-year-old daughter, was outgoing and beautiful, full of hopes and dreams. Until one man destroyed them in a single moment. He stalked our family for two weeks and waited until Stacie was home alone. He slipped in through an unlocked door

When Saying Goodbye Doesn’t Make Sense

“Mr. Rosa, take your time, we don’t have to unplug the machine until you’re ready.” I will never forget these words. The next thing I remember was a warm embrace from a kindhearted fellow, whose name I never asked. With my face buried on his shoulder,