House Arrest?

Her words caused my breathing to stop. For a moment. How could it possibly be? “You are under house arrest. You must stay inside and talk to no one,” My thoughts raced in a million different directions. What had I done? Here I was thousands of miles from...

Sometimes It Hurts

Every change involves letting go of what has been to embrace the new. Now I don’t know about you but that’s sometimes been a process for me. Letting go of the beautiful pink flowered bedroom in Kansas City for the ugly yellow bedroom in Owego. But it didn’t take me...