Two words come to mind when I look at this picture: fear and faith. Continue reading
Two words come to mind when I look at this picture: fear and faith. Continue reading
Near my childhood home was a spot that my best friend and I called “Rock Valley.” Continue reading
Grace. Starting again. Wiping the slate clean. A chance to start over.
I don’t know about you, but that is the greatest gift that I can think of. It seems like Continue reading
Sometimes we all long to hide, to be where no one can find us for a little while, to find a place of respite and relief from worry. When we are little, we love to run and hide from Mommy or Daddy and giggle when they can’t find us. This picture shows Amy hiding from us in the Ballycarbery Castle ruins near Caherciveen. That wonderful castle Continue reading