You are not being rewarded for doing what you should be doing, so don’t look for praise. This is your task from on high…
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You are not being rewarded for doing what you should be doing, so don’t look for praise. This is your task from on high…
But this day was the worst. My son, my firstborn, had been rushed in with a life-threatening illness that brought our world and sanity to a screeching halt…
“Depending on the nature of his issues, I offer advice (if he wants it), ask him if he needs my help or just let him vent…”
1996 Frederick, Maryland My oldest son, 3-ish, was finally able to hold a fairly intelligible conversation with adults. It was so cute that he could
Because of those slow, heavy footsteps, his menacing figure, his commanding presence, I always felt comfort. I always felt safe. Because of his existence, I had the unwritten assurance that no harm would befall us. Not, nor EVER on his watch. He would die protecting his family.