An era has ended in the Bronx. [Necessary disclaimer for this blog: My mother has been my most faithful follower in my attempts and scribbles at writing the turmoil of my spirit in these last five years, and… Read More
We sat in silence on the phone, both crying but not knowing what to say. Finally, she spoke. “I surrender it Rachel. If this is God’s will, then it is perfect. I don’t understand, but I love Him…. Read More