When Pruning Hurts

When Pruning Hurts

“Why, God??!!! WHY??” I screamed in the privacy of my own car with tears streaming down my red face. In the parking lot of Sam’s Club, of all places, there I sat. One never knows when a breakdown will occur. “Why again? Why here? Why now? I try...
Joy Unspeakable: For When You Are Suffering

Joy Unspeakable: For When You Are Suffering

It has been a long, horrid winter. Admittedly, winter is not my most favorite of seasons. Sunshine, sand, and flip-flops are more my speed. But this one was exceptional. Worse than most. Record lows took freezing to a new level. Wind gusts as fast as traveling cars...

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