In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was gone. The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared. Whenever they …
“How does one become a butterfly? You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.” – Trina Paulus
“I am a strong woman but every now & then, I also need someone to take my hand & say everything will be alright.”
“Problems are like washing machines. They twist, they spin and knock us around. But in the end we come out cleaner, brighter and better than before.”
