The Reach for Help

            My husband and I enjoyed getting away with our three sons to an isolated beach spot.  My husband drove our Ford van, called the blue monster onto the packed sand. Once parked, my sons ran to the ocean, and my husband fished in the Gulf. After I prepared their lunch, I heard Brian, the youngest shout, “Mom, come join us!”  I sprinted toward those waves and before I knew it, the water was over my head. Brian yelled, “Reach for my hand, Mom, let me help...

Have You Ever Been Lost?

I loved driving 350 miles to visit my sons in Houston. With each visit, no matter how simple the instructions, I would get lost. After numerous years of life happenings, hurricanes of trials, and tribulations weighing me down, I became depleted from the storm of life. Drained mentally and emotionally, I could not find my way, I lost my hope, voice, and dreams. When stress takes over, we must retreat to advance. The quiet road to the rediscovery of oneself is the...