It is said that there is a fine line between right and wrong, love and hate. I think the same holds true with sane/insane, crazy/not crazy. I get up each day and face the reality that I cannot call my daughters and talk. I cannot share something that happened the day before. I cannot share a funny antidote. I cannot share memories. I cannot ask how they are doing. I cannot ask them about my…"It's a fine line we walk…"
Love At Last I remember the good times, that we once had… but still my life, is oh…so sad I try to look forward, but my mind goes back… because a piece of the glass, on our portrait is cracked I try so hard to protect the glass, I won’t let it shatter… Because you and your love, are all that matters My family is all, that means anything to me… still…everything always gets blamed…"Poem From Mom Who Wants Her Daughter's Love by Peggy Liimatta"
“Mommy, are you sure you’re not mad that I didn’t want to come back?” Celeste and Billy Goodwin sighed in deep relief when their four-year-old son Matthew finally came to consciousness after critical surgery. But just when they seemed to be in the clear, Matthew’s eyes rolled back in his head and he became unresponsive for several harrowing minutes. Doctors called the episode a medical anomaly, but what really happened can only be described as a miracle.…"A Boy back from Heaven by Celeste and Matthew Goodwin (Review, Giveaway)"
This was too touching a story not to share. I hope you enjoy. March 26, 2014 TRIBUTE TO MY MOTHER’S STRENGTH Written by Coming of Faith Posted in #RedefineFaith, Family Comments 8 When she took my dying son from my arms, I let her. I held my breath until I felt myself leave my body, only coming back because my baby needed me. I ignored the chemical smell of the hospital and instead focused on how much my son’s hair curled…"Tribute to my Mother's Strength – repost from Coming of Faith"
A YOUNG MAN WITH A DARK SECRET MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN HIS FAMILY AND THE GIRL HE LOVES. For six years Bret Killeen is trapped by the wishes of his dead father, blackmailed by his brother, and rejected by his uncle. Meanwhile, he watches his mother descend into the depths of poverty. As Bret wrestles with guilt over the death of his father, he is helped by Nicole, a young cello player with big dreams. She…"Beyond the Precipice by Eva A. Blaskovic"
There was time in my life when I allowed another’s lies to define who I was. That was a lifetime ago; and that time has ended. I don’t know why God put this on my heart today. Maybe with all the violence and ugliness going on in the world, we all need to be reminded to love one another. Maybe someone needed the message I had to impart.…"Lessons I’ve Learned"