Every year, as I struggle to survive February, I look forward to March Madness. Then for several weeks, I indulge in TV watching, cheering for my teams and yelling at double the volume. In 2020, the basketball authorities cancelled March Madness to protect everyone from COVID-19. This year, I was ready. Like the Uber Eats …
How can a writer celebrate the end of a trilogy? With a little help from her friends.
Since Mom moved to the assisted living facility, I travel to Oklahoma more often than before. Each time, it’s an adventure in praying for the car to make it, treating myself to a hot chai and hoping that gas prices don’t go up again. But each time, it’s also an opportunity to worship God for …