Read PART 1 here   ~~ I was lying in bed, listening to the whistle of wind against the side of the house. It had always been a comforting sound, and one of the few good things to come from the winters in New England. They had become colder every year since my husband had ...

Thursday was when I had my weekly home visits for blood work. For twelve years, my flesh had been trying to poison me, but by the grace of God, Dr. Hubert caught it in time. Who knew type II diabetes would actually kill you? After 71 years, the only way to keep the up in ...