I started on my journey in this life on January 30, 1956, in the small coal-mining town of Brownsville, Pennsylvania. Two nights before I was born, my mother went sled riding, which may have accounted for my arrival two-months ahead of schedule. However,
+ more bio information"Mom, do you think they play baseball in heaven?" I was in the kitchen stirring macaroni into a pot of boiling water when my ten-year old son burst through the back door and asked me this question, his chocolate brown eyes illuminated with such seriousness that it brought tears to my eyes. I tossed the wooden spoon into the ... More..
Some people say Mom just gave up. I don't believe she did. I believe that while she was sleeping that rainy, autumn afternoon last November, God, in His infinite wisdom came to her and said: Nancy, you are so very tired, I've prepared a place for you in Heaven and am going to take you home. I believe this place God prepared ... More..
I was fourteen when I started keeping a diary. It was made of pink vinyl, the shade of a pink flamingo, and came with a tiny silver key that I kept hidden in a blue velvet box in the bottom drawer of my nightstand. The lines on the pages were almost too skinny for my gangly handwriting, but there was a full page for each day... More..
Debora Morris
Cleveland, Ohio US
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