Sometimes I feel like a prisoner to pain. My body often attacks itself. As I try to exercise, doing something as simple as walking, my body turns on itself. When I hope for freedom and for success — it is pain that gets in the way. I am sidelined to rest because the pain is … Continue reading Prisoners To Our Pain
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Thirteen Years
I have found that in the past few weeks my patience has continued to be tested. Many people will agree that it is no fun to be driving and have a car pull out in front and not drive the speed limit. Long lines with a tight schedule can bring about anxiety and frustration. I … Continue reading Thirteen Years
Tania Gutekunst 