Did you miss me? I mean last week. I didn’t blog. But I have a note from the…
“Mr. Campbell, how are you feeling today?” the neurologist asked my husband, Glen. “Can you tell me where…
…It is easy for us who are living to honor the sacrifices of those who are dead. For…
Pepperdine might be a Christian university, but there’s nothing quiet and churchlike about basketball games at Firestone Fieldhouse.…
I never liked church suppers. I went to so many of them growing up, too many. Dad was…
In Alcoholics Anonymous, the 12th step encourages us to “carry the message” to other suffering alcoholics, both for the…
Of all the thousands of letters I have received, the problem of worry is most frequently presented. The…
I sat nervously in the waiting room of a psychologist. My husband Jerome’s plea for me to see…
Can you picture a Chinese fortune cookie that you’ve snapped it in half to get the message out?…
I should have known there was something wrong with me when I sustained my fourth concussion. It was…
What’s the best job I ever had? The answer might seem obvious. From 1993 to 2006, I was…
