by Debbie W. Wilson | Mar 3, 2014 | God's will, Life Experiences, Relationship with God, Trusting God
On February 13, 2014, Raleigh lay paralyzed under a blanket of snow and ice. My husband’s ride home from work that normally takes seventeen minutes had taken him more that five hours the previous afternoon. All night annoying beeps had signaled the power’s struggle to...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Feb 3, 2014 | Faith, Life Experiences, Life skills
I rummaged through the produce drawer of my refrigerator and stared at the package of mushrooms. When had I bought them? Oh yeah, I was going to make rice pilaf. I’d completely forgotten. Have you ever wasted good food because you forgot it. I’ve found something worse...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 13, 2014 | Abuse, Battles, Betrayal, Broken Relationships, Grief, Life Experiences
Trauma: An event or situation that causes great distress and disruption.[1] My father remarried one year after my mother died. Before the wedding, my soon-to-be stepmother said all she wanted was to have a family. Between her wedding and honeymoon she changed her...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Dec 2, 2013 | Life Experiences, Life skills, Relationship with God, Relationships
My friend Lisa and I marveled at the twirling pair of orange and black butterflies that wove in and out of her back-yard shrubs. They never separated more than a few inches. How did they learn to dance as one? Max and Cosette, my two standard poodles, often move in...
by Debbie W. Wilson | Sep 23, 2013 | Life Experiences, Life skills, Personal Growth, Relationships
“Why do I always end up working when I’m with you?” Toby asked. I looked down at the pile of folders we were organizing and laughed. “Toby, you don’t have to do this.” “I know, but I see you working and feel I need to jump in.” That conversation happened decades ago....
by Debbie W. Wilson | Aug 12, 2013 | Direction, Faith, Fear, Life Experiences, Relationship with God
I went snow skiing for the first time when I was twenty-two. Wanting to be frugal, I bought a multi-day pass. The first day the wind was fierce, the sky cloudy, and the slopes icy. I slid and fell more than I skied. I left terrified to return. That night I wrestled...