After I retired, I didn’t know what to do with myself. My days felt long, and my house felt quiet in a way I wasn’t used to. Then one afternoon, a neighborhood kid knocked on my door, holding a bike…
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I grew up playing with my Barbie’s hair, dressing them up, imagining them at the store. My aunt had a huge influence on my love for fashion and beauty; a part of me knew I’d always wind up in…
My testimony is not an uncommon story. I was lost, struggling with self-worth, unknown purpose, emotional pain, and most importantly, a life without God. Something will always be the most important thing to us; if it’s not God, it…
I’ve never thought of myself as someone who does anything extraordinary. I’m just a woman who tries, every day, to love people the way Jesus has loved me. To me, that looks like kindness, gentle words, and treating every…
I grew up as a church girl. I knew God, but if I’m honest, we didn’t really have a relationship. I went to church with my kids, but my husband never came with us, and that created tension in…
People always assume the hardest part of nursing is the medical side: the emergencies, the alarms, and the long shifts. But for me, the hardest moments are the quiet ones. The hours when the hallways are dim, families have gone home,…