Woman to Woman

On Thanksgiving Day in 1987 I was barely able to walk into the hospital emergency room. My fever was 105 F. and rising. After an exam and a lung x-ray I was admitted to the hospital. The diagnosis was viral pneumonia, which is usually brought on by stress, and which has a long recovery period. Within the past year or so I had experienced a series of very...

Barreling towards the minivan that has just stalled on the tracks, a train is moments away from destructive collision. The minivan driver jumps out to make a run for her life. Which direction should she run to avoid the inevitable flying debris of the soon-coming impact?

Have you ever wondered: “Which is more important: how others see me, or how I see them?” Women in particular will often do whatever it takes to improve our appearance—we want to “look good to others.” But do we spend enough time considering the question: “How do I look at others?”

The other day I saw a bumper sticker that said, “Thank God My Mother Chose Life!” That immediately made me think of my own dear mother. When she was 44 years old she became pregnant with me. Already having four boys, she had always wanted a girl as well. My mother said she always knew she would have a girl someday.