Dec 14, 2018 | Melissa
Why didn’t I think to call it mercy? Twenty-five years ago tomorrow, I gave birth to a miracle. In November 1993 I had nearly been killed in an interstate collision with an eighteen-wheeler. I was eight months pregnant with Molly at the time. Rushed to FGH in a...
Nov 22, 2017 | Melissa
Sometimes, the hardest place to go is back. To the setting of our darkest hour and deepest hurt. Mercy calls us back for healing – to complete its job. And with such thoughts ruminating in my heart and mind Monday, Maggie and I loaded the car and traveled...
Feb 11, 2017 | Melissa
Homesickness for Batson and Jackson plaguing our early visits to UAB has begun to lift. Frequent trips to Birmingham are allowing me to feel more a part of the city than my occasional shopping trips had allowed. But it takes work to open a heart to new people when you...
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