While writing Essie’s Roses, I had an encounter with someone who wasn’t a reader. They couldn’t believe a story could do anything but provide entertainment and an escape. We absolutely read to be entertained, but I have seen firsthand how stories, particularly plays, can give someone a voice, understanding, and healing. Read on and be encouraged by this message of hope . . .
I love the quiet of winter and the start of a new year. A new year brings thoughts of new goals, plans, and resolutions. We all have a tendency to label a year, don’t we? A year of getting in shape. A year of quitting a bad habit. A year of doing that dream inside of you. A year of taking that first step of faith into something new. A new job. A new house. A new relationship.