It was just the other day that I saw a tanker truck delivering gas at a station like the one Pat used to drive. It brought back so many memories from our early days when he worked at Standard Oil of Ohio, prompting me to take a picture. In chatting with the driver, I discovered he had lost his spouse suddenly six months prior. He, like many of us, will be gathering around the table with the empty chair in mind—the chair that once held the person who brought laughter, smiles,

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I know there are so many places to travel and if you are like me you tend to put those on your bucket list for future adventures. I would...

Do you ever feel rejected, overlooked, fearful, or even hopeless?   Have you heard the news????   He Is Risen!  The magnitude of Easter...