A poem in honor of Gayle Katzenback, a lovely young lady who took flight into heaven after a courageous battle with cancer.
Cancer, for the most part, is a life-altering disease. Little by little, it eats every ounce of life out of a loved one. It also chips away at the hope your friends and family cling to as they watch you suffer and deteriorate.
Having obedient kids can make for a happy and joyful family life. But you can discipline your kids till to your blue in the face and still have brats.
How can a mother raise well adjusted children if there is no father in the picture?
Dear Prime Minister Trudeau, I am the mother of a man who is locked up, even though he is not a criminal, but is treated like one. My son has autism.
You know how men will go into a store and go shopping but not want to ask for help if they can’t find something? Most men are like this in the department store of marriage. If their relationship is crumbling, they will just wander around aimlessly hoping they will eventually find what they are looking for.
Have you ever dropped to your knees with tears streaming down your face and whispered…