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Remembering September 11th

by Debbie W. Wilson | Sep 8, 2014 | Grief, Healing, Life Experiences, Pain

This post first appeared September 11, 2011. The lessons are still relevant. It seemed appropriate to bring it back in light of all that is going on in the world. By: Jackie “Tomorrow’s September 11th,” I told our daughter. “I know. I hope we don’t get any weird...

What Good Can Come from Bad News?

by Debbie W. Wilson | Apr 7, 2014 | Faith, Grief, Pain, Pets and Faith

“The vet called. The tests on Max came back positive.” My husband’s words punched me in the stomach. Have you ever felt slugged by unwelcomed news? Max is our two-year-old standard poodle. If I could use only one word to describe him, it would be magnificent. Max’s...

Forgiveness Brings FREEDOM, Part 7

by Debbie W. Wilson | Apr 8, 2013 | Forgiveness, Freedom, Healing, Life Experiences, Life skills, Pain, Personal Growth, Relationships

You forgave the person who wronged you even though they never apologized or changed. Now you wonder, how do I treat them when I see them? How do I keep uncomfortable feelings from controlling me? The M in FREEDOM is Manage yourself. We must be careful not to confuse...

Colorado Shooting Offers Lessons for Living

by Debbie W. Wilson | Jul 22, 2012 | Grief, Life skills, Pain

Friday’s early morning Colorado shooting spree in a movie theater left 12 dead, 58 wounded, and a nation stunned and mourning. More questions than answers arise from such tragedies, yet as I processed the news, three thoughts came to mind. Be careful: The late J....

Old Wound, Fresh Emotions

by Debbie W. Wilson | Jun 26, 2012 | Forgiveness, Healing, Joy, Life Experiences, Pain

“I forgive her—again,” I prayed, “but all I feel is hate. Please cleanse my heart.” A delightful family reunion reconnected me with some long lost cousins—and some old wounds. We laughed and shared funny stories, however, one cousin also confided how a certain person...

Hidden Pain

by Debbie W. Wilson | Apr 23, 2012 | Disappointment, Pain

Larry and I were newlyweds when we met Patti and her husband over dinner. Her alert dark eyes struck a sharp contrast next to her mellow husband’s pale features. Her questions seemed genuine, not prying. In a matter of moments I felt connected to her. About ten years...