Play It Again
Guest post by Rhonda Dragomir “Please play it again.” My mother’s long battle with pulmonary fibrosis caused her life to simmer like broth on a stove burner. Her essence distilled…
Guest post by Rhonda Dragomir “Please play it again.” My mother’s long battle with pulmonary fibrosis caused her life to simmer like broth on a stove burner. Her essence distilled…
My church recently lost one of our senior saints. Wanda was there one Sunday and gone the next. I mention her here because she had cared for her son for…
Guest post by Cecil Taylor I had simply had enough. Sara’s depression was causing her to fall back into destructive patterns and habits, just like before. And before that. And…
Guest post by Kathryn Cox “Chaplains are non-denominational,” the speaker on hospice services informed us, “and they are trained to deal with people of all beliefs, not just Christians. I…
At a recent writers conference, I met a psychiatrist who often ministers to caregivers as well as their family members. “I have several resources I offer caregivers,” she said. “I’d…
Guest post by Angie Clayton My dad has Alzheimer’s, and my mom is overwhelmed. The problem is she can’t see it yet and refuses all offers of help, for her…