Why I Chose the Quarterback

A couple of weeks ago, I was invited to speak at a women’s retreat in a neighboring town. I thanked the hostess but told her I had a conflict on Friday night. My conflict was Senior Night at the last home football game for our eldest grandson. My hostess assured...

Hope for Insomniacs

  I think I might have discovered a miracle. Or, at the very least, an explanation. Normally, sleep and I are best friends. I’ve been known to snooze for nine, blissful hours in one delicious stretch. However, at certain stages of my creative process, sleep...